O mighty spear, in valor's grip,
Only the strong can claim kinship.

The mightiest spear for the righteous hand,
The strongest shield from the noblest land.

Wanderers of promise, in virtue's sight
Seek not the common, but the gifted light.
In unity's land, where dreams ignite
We craft the light, dissolve the night.

Ye who know thy inner flame,
Create the light, assert thy name.
And those who seek their path unsure,
Walk to the land, and find the cure.