I breathe the bliss of tomorrow, standing on the laughter of today
Guided by the whispers of yesteryears – those that aught never say nay
Flourishing in ecstasy, bequeathed to all
All righteous, all worthy – who dare say that to the shall not given?
Prosperous we venture forth – making paths where none have tread
This is our virtue, or glamour – that which makes our heart sing
To guide those who have lost their way, to offer them the salvation which they seek.
Follow us, my brothers and sisters – our eternal kin
Let us carry the cripple, help the sick, together we stand on our escapade.
We shall seize the future, that which is ours to take
Bringing hope to all, for some have none.
We shall shed the light where darkness prevails – we pierce the eternal fear
Be in bliss with us, for all is and all shall be
Together, in harmony – we stand untouched by that which we cannot see