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March of the Guardians of the Star

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The March of the Guardians of the Star is a popular Verionist song that has been associated with the Verionist political movement in Benacia. It also currently serves as the anthem of the Free State of Chryste. The song was composed in the early 1650s as a marching song, and was often sung at party gatherings in Shireroth and Elwynn. The composer of the piece is unknown, but is rumoured to be a young servant girl who served in the Northern Army. The crude language of the March made that this story was discarded by historians, until recently when several letters from the posession of Captain Jeremy Archer were discovered, who made reference to the young poet who he appears to have met while leading the Elwynnese campaign.

Much like the more solemn Verion Hymn, the March of the Guardians of the Star references the origins of the Verion family. However, the March also refers to contemporary political issues, and uses allegorical imagery to bring across the principles of Verionism, and the desire to build a Verionist state in Shireroth. The text refers to the Verionist participation in the battle against the Froyalanish, the Jingdaoese threat as well as a veiled jab at the Ayreonists, who the Verionist had beef with in Northern Elwynn. The March of the Guardians of the Star was chosen as the anthem of the Verionist Republic upon its independence in 1672. Following the collapse of the Verionist state, the remaining Free City of Chryste continued to use the march as its anthem.

Listen to the March of the Guardians of the Star

Lyrics

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Have you seen the old Star shining?
Bright and fearless, calling us
Come and march in High Lord Elu's shadow
build a better world with us!

Oh Guardians, march, march, march!
You are the Verionist army
and lead the world to greatness.
So raise shield, sword or gun
to guard the star!

See the foes of truth assemble
crawling forth in vile disgrace.
Bring your mother a bloody Storman's helmet
which you gained by cutting of his head.

Oh Guardians, march, march, march!
You are the Verionist army
and lead the world to greatness!
So raise shield, sword or gun
to guard the star!

Let all who oppose us shiver.
Our black force will obliterate
your lands, your cities, your armies and your children.
Join us or get out our way!

Oh Guardians, march, march, march!
You are the Verionist army
and lead the world to greatness!
So raise shield, sword or gun
to guard the star!

Now our army conquers thousands,
soon the slit-eyed queer will see
a world anew, that's bathing in the radiance
of the Star of Victory!

Oh Guardians, march, march, march!
You are the Verionist army
and lead the world to greatness!
So raise shield, sword or gun
to guard the star!