Sons of toil and danger,
Kill another stranger
In the center of the line.
Sons of sin and sorrow,
Breathe your last tomorrow
In the center of the line.
Forward! Forward!
Marching to the Grave!
Onward! Onward!
You're nothing but a slave!
Sons of doom unsated,
Smash the Empire's Hated
>From the Center of the Line!
Danfive Xaron Legion marching song.
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