My shield, I raise
My heart protected
My rage behind the Sovereign
That He may reign me behind
His domain governed
Oh Governor!
Oh merciful Lord
Oh knower of my soul
I withhold my sword
As you heal the soul departed
Bare upon me your eternal wish
So that I may stand for thee
Amongst the wretched unguarded
Show me the strength of thy blow
So that I am able to avoid
Destruction from treachery
May I be a stone for you, Oh Lord
A jewel of devotion amidst all folklore
Which degrades your mastery
Allow justice to rule the pike
The avenging charge
Against your works
Let the greatest of beauty
Remain and abound
Also with and regarding
Those burdened and frowned
That they seek the founding yet
Of the purest fountains
and the sensible grounds
That all may be rectified
In all befouled grades
For right are we who service
That which thee has made
For this we are courteous
Giving out the due towards the other
As we are not instructed
To do away with our order
And give part to any who
Meet the same creed
That the one of the fellowship
Is a brother to me
This I might, This I breathe
That who ever is worth
Your molding
Is worth everything to me
Harness this!
Glide into step
Tarnish not the flesh
Uphold it in grip
Ground it in the soil
Of the manly wit
So that he may
Advocate
All he cherishes
Out of his lips
And see to the day
That his approach
Is signified
And that he is equipped
Grant the possessions
That he may sow
And well in tranquility
That he may flow
From the bleeding of his heart
And not a quip of what has been bestowed
But prudently may he abide
In the shadows of his faint pride
Never more thought
Of championing against men
As a launch of his libido
To serve his honor
As is sin
And not as a currency
Or to embargo the hen
Let him seep to the shallows
So that he may drink from the cup again
Abstract the blow
against me along with the kin
We are to be brigades
Of hunters in the faithful glen
Cast aside all perilous loss
That we may regain the cost
Of waging a strike
Chivalrously
At the dark patron
That his and the unfaithful departed
Can quiver when we mark with the Cross
