These words are our oath,
These words give us strength.
We're the ones that will leave our mark.
Like wolves in the night, we bite and attack.
This thing of ours will be forever changing,
As long as young turks keep trying to push us out.
We must choose this life before anything,
When double crossed,
We'll bring a knife through the heart.
And if I betray this oath,
Then I shall burn like these saints.