By the scribes, we gather in their names To face the Nightwings here before the flames A common foe for all to prove their claim Prevail for freedom or to fail in shame Who shall rise again?
The will to overcome shall urge us on To brave injustice 'til the stars have gone The favor of the Scribes arrives at dawn Who shall rise again?
Who lights the way for the aimless? Favor is for the true scribe-blessed Exalted by the flame's ascent Only the purest heart repents Repent!
Stars above, below the pyres burn Who shall remain, whose freedom shall be earned? To fly this prison never to return Never to return
