Like a beacon 'mong the starlight Always watching with intent As if caring for us lowborn When preparing for ascent Chosen by the mighty lords We accept our duty found From the rites up to the sermons 'Tis a new life to be bound Serve we may. Serve we will And through powers given May rivers flow though in still For blade may not be driven Lest both blood and water fill The cup that once was riven For others to then distill