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This kinda needs to be read as if it's an Irish/Scots drinking song.

Oh here we sit oh brother thee,
We sit and drink as one,
For when the night is long and hard,
We'll join together in song.

We'll sing our sorrows and We'll sing our joys,
We'll sing our hearts out loud.
We'll sing for brothers and our sisters boys,
And for those faces within the crowd.

Our hearts may heavy and our souls are torn,
Yet here we stand as one.
For when we brothers march to war,
We shall sing and sing our song.

Now sing ye brothers and sisters loud,
Take up your drink of choice,
Now sing ye Sadows one and all,
Give your heart and soul a voice.

And as we drink oh brother thee,
As we lift our voices loud,
Remember those who never came home,
Those who did us proud.

And though they may not drink with us,
Though they are not here,
Just raise your glass one last time,
And let their spirits hear.

Now drink ye brothers,
And drink up well,
For this may be your last,
Raise a glass oh brother thee.
For our future as we honour our past.

Now drink ye brothers,
And drink well,
Raise your glass up high.
Drink ye brothers and sisters,
Drink the place dry!

In the tune of "What will we do with a drunken sailor."

What will we do with a drunken Sadow?
What will we do with a drunken Sadow?
What will we do with a drunken Sadow?
Give him another drink of course

Way hay and no surprises
Way hay and no surprises
Way hay and no surprises
There will be no drunken remorse

Shave their belly with a new lightsaber
Shave their belly with a new lightsaber
Shave their belly with a new lightsaber
The Sadows do surely endorse

Way hay and no surprises
Way hay and no surprises
Way hay and no surprises
There will be no drunken remorse

Set to the tune of:
The Worker's Song by Dropkick Murphys

Yeah, his one's for the warriors
Who've fought night and day
By land and by space
To pave the way

In the times long ago
was a great tour de force
Great Sadow's strong empire
remains at it's source

In the Sith Worlds and forges
are legions so vast
Our traditions and knowledge
descends from this past

And we're often in conflict
Without and within
But when time comes to end things
We always will win

We're the first ones strike
We're the first ones to vie
For great power awaits us
As long as we're spry

And we always will last
When despair finds our way
For our anger is boundless
Hark, the clan's here to stay!

And when it gets hopeless
and morale hits the floor
We will gather our troops
and the drinks we will pour

It's the best time to bash
For our spirits will soar
so let's drink up my clanmates
and look to our lore

We're the first ones strike
We're the first ones to vie
For great power awaits us
As long as we're spry

And we always will last
When despair finds our way
For our anger is boundless
Hark, the clan's here to stay!