By the Scribes, we gather in their names
The Dissidents stand firm against the flame
Conviction binds them in their common claim
Once disparate, in robes they are the same

Who shall rise again?

Ha’ub who harbors those who’ve gone astray
Accursed One, who guides them on their way
Shall see them home before the light of day

Who shall rise again?

Who lights the way for the aimless?
Favor is for the true Scribe-blessed
Exalted by the flame’s ascent
Only the purest heart repents, repent!

With stars above, below the pyres burn
Who shall remain? Who’s freedom shall be earned?
To fly this prison, never to return!

Never to return!