BOOYAH

Pullin' it in under the wire.  Lyrics for fencers and dancers, now just have to work on tunes.

I am a much better lyricist than tunesmith, I'm finding.

Terpsichore

 

We come from a land of great waters

where streams and rivers flow

Motion and music all as one

We watch the waters and know:

 

Chorus:

Let go and the music will guide you

Gliding o’er the floor

We dance in careful measured steps

Following Terpsichore

 

There's grace in every movement

Delight in every step

Hear the muse’s sounding lyre

in a heart where dreams are kept

 

Patterns that are old as time

Echo the beat of the heart

Dance with those who came before

Dance with the muse of an ancient art

 

Fangs of the Serpent

 

The serpent coiled on the field

May seem a creature slight

Until you see it move to kill -

The fangs of the serpent will strike!

 

Chorus

We are the fangs of the serpent

Sunk deep in your heart or your heel

Storvik’s fencers, wielding all

Fangs of flashing bright steel

 

With speed, precision, cutting wit

We launch our blades to bite

Attack, defend, or do what you will --

But the fangs of the serpent will strike!

 

We take to the field without fear

And know if we die tonight -

We won’t die alone - our venom is strong

The fangs of the serpent will strike!