Oat of the Crusaders

By the Lord i be Birthed

By the blade of god i have taken up

The breatplate of victory

The boots of Peace

And necklace of knowldage

I take up my duty to protect and honor the weak, poor and scared

I shall destory all evil

All shadows shall flee

I am the daughters and sons of Light

The hope of creation

I will never back down

Till the Death

I shall fight

Blade,sheild and sword my friends

Behold a crusader