
Shadows fall and tyrants grow
Smart, brave, strength, inner fire glow
Voice of reason, a guiding light
Standing firm in every fight
Will Stancil, a voice with a heart
The Man of Vibes
The Scryer of charts
Through every trial, He stays strong
Truth and Justice, Stancels march on
A cross he bears in fractal ways
Across wheat fields befall his gaze
Through every struggle, he clears the path
Force for good, defying wrath
Through ancient charts and storied kings
Stencil of truth, of history, he sings
From Alfred's reign to Alfler's name
Harbor of fire; fan the Flame
Will Stancil, a voice with a heart
The Man of Vibes, The scryer of charts
Through every trial, We stay strong
Truth and Justice, Stancels march on
The Stan-Cells. March. On!