Baskadia

When victory is finally won,

The taste of triumph is like none,

A sweet sensation in the air,

A feeling beyond compare.

The thrill of the fight, the rush of the game,

The battle that ends in acclaim,

The cheers of the crowd, the roar of the fans,

The glory of victory that never ends.

The path to winning is long and tough,

It takes hard work, patience, and a little luck,

But when the prize is finally claimed,

The joy and elation are untamed.

To win is to conquer, to succeed,

To fulfill a dream, to take the lead,

It's a feeling that can't be described,

It's the moment when all doubts subside.

So chase your dreams, aim for the stars,

And never give up, no matter how hard,

For the taste of triumph is waiting for you,

And winning is the only thing to do.