Unsheath thy sword, and buckle thy belt, For your redemption is at hand, And it lies in the demise of thine enemies!
Smite the poisonous tongue that whispers in thy mind, Rip it and lash its treacherous lies until it is no more. The liberation of your soul is the offering,
Of joy, power and resolution the Being is filled.
Essence of the Ancient Ones now burns through the centre,
The equilibrium being restored is the essence of peace,
And the offering has marked the beginning of a new beginning.