Our sentries now well stationed with keen view
The hour nears this refuge we defend
Brave toast to courage with one lasting brew
We legends of tomorrow now transcend

What tales of glory will remain at dawn
To prove that we as men together stood
Upon this ground our spirits’ cause was drawn
We heroes drank of life all that we could

We hear their army as they clamor near
The bleakness for our future fills their shouts
Our doors cannot hold back their wake of fear
Men turned to hens are taken by their doubts

So clear I hear familiar voice from home
Reminding me of what awaited there
Next came the slapping round about my dome
Thus ends another Friday night affair