The eagle born to those who pledged their lives in sacred honor, was smiled upon by god and freed from chains and iron collar. He is held aloft on unity and by history reveared for preserving peace through strength his wings now reach across 200 years. But for each of those and one year more, god has smiled upon the corps. From the barbary coast to the eastern sand, by sword, by gun, or by bare hand. So its been and shall be weighed though many are born, few are made. Faithful always they shall remain, dogs to loose when war is waged.