T'was a very unfortunate evening,
When Zenith thought itself invincible.
The poor things thought they were oh so cunning,
If only they knew they were so feeble,
They would have avoided Argent's bloody
Blitz. Soon they must answer to all nations
Why they’re a disaster and why, sadly,
Their dumb panthers are no match for dragons.
But, don’t take this badly, Zenith dearest,
We’re just teaching you something important,
That you should sober up before you jest
About embarking war games with Argent.
We’re united by the winged serpent,
You’re united under nothing, therefore
We can make your armies run so rampant
That you will fall for your lack of rapport.
But, Zenith, do not take this too badly,
We’re just sorry that we’ll beat you so quickly.