War is upon usnAnd nothing's leftnBut a chance to fight or runnThis feud shall be fought by wand in handnAnd not by bombs or gunsnnSo stand your ground matesnAnd don't shed a tear for Dumbledore and yesteryearnHis plan was stronger then his deathnAnd we have nothing to fear!nnThe foe we face is a devilish sortnThe villainous right foul git called VoldemortnHis Death-Eaters beside him, and evil behind themnThe Dark-Mark fills the skynnAn intimidating wretch he's sure to benBut remember this lads we fight to be freenOf his evil rule and his brutish filthnAnd he wont stop until he's killednnDumbledore's heart dispersed over our soulsnOur emotions burn red like a thousand coalsnAnd we wont stop fighting till Victr'y bellsnAnd Voldemort rots in hellnnnDumbledore!nWas victorious that daynAll crooks and thievesnCower at his gravenDumbledore!nWas victorious that daynAll crooks and thievesnCower at his gravenDumbledore!nWas victorious that daynAll crooks and thievesnCower at his graven