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Achaian Peloponnese wrote:

O cursed be the cruel wars, that ever they should rise
And out of merry 'Sauria press many a man likewise
They took her Kemeis from her, likewise her brothers nine
And sent them to the cruel wars in the Sengoku Jidai

--"The Cruel Wars," popular among common Isaurians in the decades after the dissolution of the League, recorded circa AD 2700

They stabbed Damara low in the stomach
And struck him thrice ere he was dead.
He bled and the Governess jeered him
For objecting to what she had said.
His heart and his liver they savaged,
As Her Honor was told of the scene.
His voice and his life, all was silenced,
Save for memories shining and clean!

They murdered Damara for treason.
His body has long since decayed.
But no Zeph’ri cur can destroy him,
For Dariu is with us today.
Yes, Dariu is with us today.

Oh, Dariu Damara fought bravely.
Brave souls rose to answer his call!
But cowardly hearts turned against him,
And he was betrayed by Cheng’s thralls.
With a noose made of lies he was tortured
For wishing his country set free.
“How am I a traitor?” cried Dariu.
“Zeikeutsyr is foreign to me!”

They murdered Damara for treason.
His body has long since decayed.
But no Zeph’ri cur can destroy him,
For Dariu is with us today.
Yes, Dariu is with us today.

Through Sardavar, Lindai, and Garlas,
From Paravant to old Vergni,
His spirit is calling for justice
And commands us to set ourselves free.
And when once again we do battle
For ’Sauria against foreign scum,
With no fear of betrayal to Chengists,
Let them come! Let them come! Let them come!

They murdered Damara for treason.
His body has long since decayed.
But no Zeph’ri cur can destroy him,
For Dariu is with us today.
Yes, Dariu is with us today.

--“The Last Damara,” a folk song of uncertain origin made popular in the early years of the Latter Risings

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