"Island's Pride"
My pride is something that will remain in my control for as long as I breathe
Bearing through these holds and often old shall I bleed
ol'Great is that craft, so mighty oh so fair
I see far far away from shore, down the wave I stare
Echos of wind and sound of such temper but glee
I know what I own and I know what I need
Punished by nature as she see me live
My commitment is what firm so the rain she steered
A bolt through that tar and aggressively cloud
My heart is all weight and I shall show smile
Glory O'Glory to me shall be
This pride, my faith, is all that I need
Nomore nomore nomore to be punished
I now see the horizon
My pride my pride the key to survive
I now have conquered this island
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