The shield resounds, defiance eternal.
Strike upon the shield, let thunder rise,
A wall of bronze beneath crimson skies.
Each echo rings, a vow renewed,
In battle’s storm, our strength imbued.
The shield remembers every blow,
The scars of war, the weight of woe.
Yet still it stands, unbroken, proud,
Its voice a roar, defiant, loud.
In clash of armies, in storm of flame,
The shield resounds Ares’s name.
No silence falls, no terror stays,
For echoes guard the warrior’s ways.
Brothers in arms, hear the sound,
The shield’s defiance shakes the ground.
Through endless night, through dawn’s first light,
Its echo guides the fearless fight.
So let the shield resound once more,
A hymn of war, a sacred lore.
Eternal echo, fierce and true,
Ares, we march in strength with you.