Youthful Inspirations
The crimson has risen,
War cries thickens,
do we sit and wait?
NO! Cubs of the century awakes.
Built thy foundation,
douse your agitation,
with faith in our ranks,
we conquer this chaos tank!
No guns would we bear,
for we are the peaceful heir.
Mountains of hardship would we peak,
seas of success are what we seek!
Youth!
Hear the sound of unity,
Feel the warmth of harmony,
taste the buds of tranquillity,
see a vision of peace!