Upon my shield burns the cerulean fire
Gloomy as winter’s bite, severe as fate’s desire
No night, no steel, nor treachery’s hand
Shall quench the light where I command

NON DVCOR, DVCO!
The torch stands firm, the step won’t yield
NON DVCOR, DVCO!
The fire I bear becomes my battlefield

Remember the headless Centaur
His hooves still scorch the earth
For even Death could not erase him
His body rides the road to victory!
The bones of cowards are dust on the gale
But our dead rise in war-song’s breath
Each strike a verse, each wound a tale
We shall not be bypassed
We shall not be tamed

NON DVCOR, DVCO
The torch stands firm, the step won’t yield
NON DVCOR, DVCO
The fire I bear becomes my battlefield!

In the end, when gods demand to know
Who dared burn through the dark
Our scars will answer in the blazing script
The cerulean torch etches
Our name across the battlefield
Across the battlefield