"It is the 17th century. I am a noble ensign-bearer posing with my guild for the Dutch

master painter, Rembrandt van Rijn, in Amsterdam."



[Mouse, Lana Lane]



I'm standing proud

In this noble crowd

My banner raised high the coat of arms of Amsterdam

To the mystic sky a magic light enchants the land



We're marching on

The shooting company of Captain Frans B. Cocq



My uniform shines the livery of a high-born man

The Claw-guild signs immortalized by the master's hand

Light and shade with colors rich and brushwork bold

Night and day with shadows black and amours gold



We're marching on

The shooting company of Captain Frans B. Cocq



I'm standing proud

In this noble crowd

In our golden age eternalized by the artist's hand

A glorious page in the history of our tiny land



We're marching on

Up to the battlefield to where the spirits walk

The shooting company of Captain Frans B. Cocq