Hymn To Avenger

In the land of crimson sunsets,
Skies are wide and blue,
Stands a school of many virtues,
Loved by old and new.

'neath old glory's banners waving
We fly from dawn till dust,
In God's hand our futures tarry,
And in Him we trust.

Gone before are many daughters,
To carry on her name,
May we live in faith and honor,
Yet to bring her fame.

Long before our duty's ended,
A mem'ry you shall be,
In our hearts we pledge devotion,
Avenger Field to thee!