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