Fall doth the angel of darkness,

Thus heaven and earth shall weep.

Burn doth the fire of hatred,

For rebellions cannot keep.

Closed are the broken gates,

But guardians stand fast.

Solid are the chains of ours,

That hold us firm in past.

Ever shall the bonds break,

The shining gates will open.

Surrender not the will to rule.

Your ever faithful companion.

                        Dancloud