Saint- Chevalier standing firm and right!
Their Holy sign, the Solar banner illumines this dark night!
Warriors- called from within their souls to rise upward from this sin.
To let their honor shine as the armor of Lohengrin.
Apart from this Psychic enslavement and spiritual decay.
Where vice is celebrated and Virtue all but gone away!
Stands alone these warriors who adhere to ancient Rule.
Of honor and nobilty to right order they are true.
To an oath they've taken, Sacred! They adhere- against the lies!
To stand in steadfast courage and resist their folks demise.
Who lie in lamentations beneath foreign swords oppressed.
Until this yoke broken the Holy warriors can never rest.
With a fixed gaze of sureness yet detached from enmity.
They fight in Holy struggle against the demonic enemy!
Guided by the light within, for right action they do fight!
Against the cthonhic forces who've brought in endless night.
Beneath the star of destiny their victory is pre- ordained.
To route the southern forces and the Holy crown regain.
To once again be seated upon their thrones they've won.
And illuminate the world these Kings gilded by the sun!