• Stand straight, and pick up your blade,
    Your old life is soon, very soon going to fade

    Now you are a warrior, a knight, a hero
    No longer shall you be a dreaded zero

    When the time comes you shall run into the fray,
    Showing no fear, no temptation to even runaway

    You shall be smart, you shall be brave, and strong,
    Defending the right, and vanquishing the wrong

    As a warrior you shall travel to very distant lands,
    Maybe even one day you'll be the one giving commands

    Your blade is holy in your hands, your hands alone,
    With ease you shall protect the king, protect thy throne

    Do you take this vow, the warrior's vow,
    If so step forth, if not leave us now