Let the Red Flower Bloom

We are the noble Fire Nation

Regal, strong, fierce, and free

Superior by the gods' decree

Tremble with fear or admiration

Wrong us, expect annihilation

Our nature is to consume

Land? Power? We lust for more

Bravely, we gain through force of war

Make way or rest in the tomb

Our power helps the red flower bloom

We charge onward with pride

It is futile to resist our fire

Submit or burn on your pyre

War makes our empire grow wide

Take heart, the Fire Lord will provide

Feel our presence bring closer your doom

We march onward to the beat of the drum

Our fire intense, as we rise with the sun

Your loss is inevitable, so make room

Forever let the red flower bloom.

AN: I wrote this as the Fire Nation's national anthem for American Government class. Just one of the many projects my teachers are piling on. For those of you wondering, Wounded Honor is currently on hiatus right now. I've got too much work! Count on spring break if nothing else. As always comments are GREATLY appreciated.