Skyward now, a driving beat Above the trespasser's domain Through bitter frost, through driving sleet No foreign rule will long remain My doves of peace, they strike and burn! No timid bird, no silent wing They cut the hostile sky To find the dens where darkness clings And watch the ashes fly My doves of peace, they strike and burn! A sudden flash, a searing heat Where armored beasts once stood Our ancient fury, fiercely sweet Forged in our defiant blood My doves of peace, they strike and burn!
