On clean blade my vow is signed

I am born, I live, I die to serve

Upon my faith, my family, my life;

I swear in front of my people

Those here and now; those yet to come

All those within the border, however it may shift

 

From the crown of the mountain,

Through the heart of the palace,

To the crest of high seas,

On two legs I stand to view

Who resides on this land

 

To those I’ve seen

I vow to erect no visage upon this sworn land

My life, my mind, my speech

I will use to bring truth

To steel my hand. To defend

Those who stand in front, besides, behind me

 

I incur no fame

I shall not be revered

When I am gone only a vow,

A ring shall remain here

 

Gaze upon me, those I serve

Sealed in red, my stamp still hot.

I was born, I live, I’ll die for this land