In ancient texts, the wisdom shines,

A beacon through the darkest times,


Above all else, a shield we bear,

A faith that guards with earnest care.


Against the fiery darts that fly,

From wicked forces in the sky,


Against the fiery darts that fly,

From wicked forces in the sky,


We hold our faith, a mighty shield,

In battles fierce, we do not yield.


We hold our faith, a mighty shield,