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Bill: Changing The National Anthem Of Mordusia
Details
Submitted by[?]: Military Party
Status[?]: defeated
Votes: This bill asks for an amendement to the Constitution. It will require two-thirds of the legislature to vote in favor. This bill will not pass any sooner than the deadline.
Voting deadline: October 4060
Description[?]:
This will change the old, long, and conservative national anthem into a more joyful, short, and five-state inclusive one. |
Proposals
Article 1
Proposal[?] to change The lyrics of the national anthem.
Old value:: Abide with me; fast falls the eventide; The darkness deepens; Mordus with me abide. When other helpers fail and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me. Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; Terra's joys grow dim; its glories pass away; Change and decay in all around I see; O Thou who changest not, abide with me. Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word, But as Thou dwell'st with Thy folk, Mordus, Familiar, condescending, patient, free. Come not to sojourn, but abide with me. Come not in terrors, as the King of kings, But kind and good, with healing in Thy wings; Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea. Come, Friend of sinners, thus abide with me. Thou on my head in early youth didst smile, And though rebellious and perverse meanwhile, Thou hast not left me, oft as I left Thee. On to the close, O Mordus, abide with me. I need Thy presence every passing hour. What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power? Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be? Through cloud and sunshine, Mordus, abide with me. I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless; Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. Where is death's sting? Where, grave, thy victory? I triumph still, if Thou abide with me. Hold Thou Thy flag before my closing eyes; Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies. Heaven's morning breaks, and Terra's vain shadows flee; In life, in death, O Mordus, abide with me.
Current:
Rose of Mordusia Luthorian: Rose of Mordusia When will we see You flower again? To honour those that died for Their freedom and fellow men, And stood against them The proud Luthori army, And sent them home To think again. Canrillaise: Rose d'Mordusia Quand reverrons-nous Tu refleuris? Pour honorer ceux qui sont morts pour Leur liberté et leur semblables, Et s'est dressé contre eux L'armée du fier Luthori, Et les a renvoyés chez eux Pour réfléchir à nouveau. |
Proposed:
Oh Mordusia, the land of dreams Wishes are upon our feet From Hosana to Adubura Talasor, Sayoon, and Sammodra Oh, our dear Mordusia, we see All the joy and smiles we feel Cherish the moments we were given All the chances and doors you opened Although we never know How you protect us from the storms We wave our flag for you For you're our one true blue Oh Mordusia, the land of dreams Wishes are upon our feet From Hosana to Adubura Talasor, Sayoon, and Sammodra |
Debate
These messages have been posted to debate on this bill:
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Vote | Seats | |||
yes | Total Seats: 240 | |||
no |
Total Seats: 269 | |||
abstain | Total Seats: 141 |
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