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Disclaimer: Everything is AI from the lyrics to the images and the song. Lyrics: "We March Evermore" [Verse 1] We form the line at break of dawn and face the shore Our boots strike stone like iron drums that start a roar Blue coats bite the winter wind as we march to war Each frozen breath hardens will and steels the core [Verse 2] The road grows thin through Caoiva's cold corridor Old shell holes mark the path of those who came before Some fell where banners dipped in blood beside the door Yet still we press ahead and answer duty’s call-and-more [Chorus] So raise the flag and hold the line, Let the guns thunder, let the sky burn white. We march for home, we march for flame, For Caoiva’s name, for those who remain. Through snow and fire we carry the flame— Wardens stand. We are unbroken. [Verse 3] The guns speak loud from distant hills and shattered store Their echoes roll like judgment cast upon the floor We step where friends once stood and stand there once-more Bearing names the northern wind still whispers o’er [Verse 4] The night brings frost and hunger sharp as broken ore The wounded groan beneath the stars they can’t ignore Yet still the drums beat steady, urging forward-more For every fallen soul becomes our reason more [Chorus] So raise the flag and lock the gate, Let the storm come, it’s far too late. We march for stone, for oath, for land, For every life that made its stand. Through smoke and snow, through loss and pain— Wardens march. We remain. [Verse 5] We march for cities ground to dust by endless war For factories silent, cold, and stripped of ore For hearths gone dark along the northern shore And for the Sun that guides us still—evermore [Verse 6] When feet grow numb and rifles feel like iron ore We lean on songs the old ones sang in wars before Their voices ride the wind and drive us forward-more A promise sworn in blood and steel we can’t ignore [Final Chorus] Hold the line and raise the flame, Let the world remember Caoiva’s name. Though many fall and few return, Still our banners rise and burn. Through every night and endless war— Wardens march. Wardens endure. Wardens forevermore.