Oh, say can you see by the Volcarona's early light
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watched were so gallantly streaming?
And the Team Rocket's red glare, the Volturb's bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
Oh, say does that star-spangled banner yet wavery
O'er the land of the free and the home of the Braviary?
On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam,
In full glory reflected now shines in the stream:
'Tis the star-spangled banner! Oh long may it wavery
O'er the land of the free and the home of the Braviary!
And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion,
A home and a country should leave us no more!
Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave
From the terror of flight, or the Gloom of the grave:
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wavery
O'er the land of the free and the home of the Braviary!
Oh! thus be it ever, when freemen shall stand
Between their loved home and the war's desolation!
Blest with Victini and peace, may the heav'n rescued land
Praise the Poke Power that hath made and preserved us a nation.
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto: "In Arceus is our trust."
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wavery
O'er the land of the free and the home of the Braviary!
