Commander Geese, this is our hour of reckoning.

The enemy gathers with words that bring insult to the honk.
It is my solemn duty to defend this land and unleash fury upon those who would deny our honking birthright.

Prepare the V-Formation HONK Battalions, to your wings!
Operation Honkstorm begins in... 3... 2... 1...



THROUGH the thunder and the FLAMES
HONKS of FURY rise again!
Feathered soldiers take the sky,
With honks of war geese will fly!

Feathers burn! (HONK HONK!)
Talons turn (HONK HONK!)
Wings Ignite (HONK! HONK! HONK!)

HOOOOOONKSTORM!
THE SKY IS TORN!
HOOOOOONKSTORM!
OUR FOES WILL MOURN!
HOOOOOONKSTORM!
WE HONK! WE BITE! WE FLY!
HOOOOOONKSTORM!
FOR GLORY! FOR WINGS UNCHAIIINEED!

From the pastures, from the shore,
Rise my geese this is WAAAAAAAAAAAARRR!
Our enemies waddle, some may flee,
But they shall bow GEESENY!

Our FURY burns within the AIR!
Hidden talons strike, beaks will tear
One HONK and storm will rise,
And all will fear the geese skies!

Faster, Stronger, Louder still...
The honks shall bend the world to wills...
With battle cries of HONKS so high...
WE HONK THE FLAMES FROM THE SKY!

HOOOOOONKSTORM!
THE SKY IS TORN!
HOOOOOONKSTORM!
OUR FOES WILL MOURN!
HOOOOOONKSTORM!
WE HONK! WE BITE! WE FLY!
HOOOOOONKSTORM!
FOR GLORY! FOR WINGS UNCHAIIINEED!

Penned by my hand on the 10th of Lupar, in the year 967 AF.