a symbol appears before

us...high above the clouds

to gaze upon it mortal one,

would mean the end of doubt

all the men out here today,

will fall at our hand

the chosen few,

defenders and protectores

of the land



a book of secrets lies within

for all of us to read

to swear the oath

and hail the sign never

break the creed

countless men have gathered here,

the keepers of the faith

immortal and untiring

with one voice they exclaim...

"hear us, praise us, take us,

to our land far away..."