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..."