The Eagle Dreams of Empire

Ah... Ah... Across AL-ah-mee's golden plains, The eagle guards its old domains. One mighty duchy, proud and strong, Where noble houses still belong. Two brothers claimed one father's right, And turned one home to civil strife. One blood was split, one banner torn, The ancient duchy broke that morn. Steel remembers, blood recalls, Brother's blood on ancient walls. Though a hundred winters passed, Truth outlives the years at last. Raise the eagle to the sky, Let no rightful banner die. What was sundered shall be whole, AL-ah-mee with heart and soul! They crossed the border, called it peace, Declared the ancient bond should cease. Yet every field and every town Remembers one ducal crown. The Tuors born as AL-ah-mee's bane, An ancient house split in twain. Wounds this deep, time cannot heal, Until merged under an Iron Seal Not for plunder... Not for gold... But for the oaths our fathers told. One blood... One duchy... One destiny... Steel remembers, blood recalls, Brother's blood on ancient walls. Though a hundred winters passed, Truth outlives the years at last. Raise the eagle to the sky, Let no rightful banner die. What was sundered shall be whole, AL-ah-mee with heart and soul! Let AH-vahn hear our solemn plea: Restore the land that used to be. When TOO-or-nen returns once more, The ancient duchy stands restored. Then every duke of Ann-WEER's line May seek the Iron Throne in time. Not born through conquest, fire, or flame— But rightful blood and ancient claim. Steel remembers, blood recalls, Brother's blood on ancient walls. Though a hundred winters passed, Truth outlives the years at last. Raise the eagle to the sky, Let no rightful banner die. What was sundered shall be whole, AL-ah-mee with heart and soul! Blood of AN-doo! Stand as one! One blood! One duchy! One destiny! Glory... Unto... AL-ah-mee! Raise the Eagle! Raise it high! Long shall AL-ah-mee endure! The Empire shall rise again!