In the heart of flames, primal and bright,
There is a surge of celestial might,
A blazing beacon, fierce and true,
Set flame to old, from ash anew.

It's not just heat that we perceive,
But virtues strong that we believe,
In Righteous Accord we find zeal,
To stand for justice, to never kneel.

The flames reveal the path ahead,
Where falsehoods fade and lies are shed,
Each flicker of flame a righteous call,
To stand and fight, to give our all.

With vigilant gaze to eastern skies,
We await the sun's triumphant rise,
No longer veiled by shadows' might,
The Age of Dawn emerges bright.

For in this fire, there is grace,
Of purity, zeal, of sacred space,
To cleanse the world of all that's dire,
We give praise to Accordant Fire.

Penned by my hand on Gosday, the 5th of Lleian, in the year 2 AC.