Every champion warrior has a uniqueness all of his own.
Just as there are many rocks, there are but few precious stones.
As an Indian brave trusts his arrows, a poet uses words.
It's the destiny of the silent warrior, to live by his word and his sword.

A spirited breed paces as the sword engraves each heart of A Special Team.
Now, twelve blades vow to protect a man's family, his vision and his dream.
The strength of the sword is not purely how sharp.
The strength lives in the power and the valor of the warrior's heart.

Is the warrior's sword made of steel and heated by fire?
Or is a sword forged by man's vision,  passion and desire?
Adversity chisels character, just as the pearl is sculpted from sand.
Comrade to comrade, iron sharpens iron,  just as man sharpens man.

And from the heavens a golden trio of  lightning bolts rush to a crying voice.
To free the oppressed, by Land, Sea or Air is the vow and duty of choice.
The sword preserves truth and justice, standing all for one, and one for all.
Never leaving his team or his sword, The Warrior stands firm to his last call.

The warrior's sword knows no color, it's loyalty can not be swayed.
Gripped by young white gloves or veteran combat hands, it pledges to stay.
A centurion for leather boots, silver wings, or an honored Green Beret.
The Sword protects memories, so heroes never, ever fade away.

And What makes an eagle soar is the strength of his wings.
What makes a man ascend, it's the soul of his inner being.
It's not the strength of the sword, but the wisdom of the man
That forges a legacy that will forever, and ever stand.

Written in Memory of THE A TEAM -  7th Special Forces Group