Steel in hand, and hearts of flame
They rode from Zion, cloaked in name
Guardians of a whispered truth
Sworn in silence, forged in youth

From Jerusalem to Rosslyn stone
The shadows walk, the seeds are sown
Through blood and ash, the path was drawn
The knight's vow lives though they are gone

Scrolls in vaults and maps in dreams
Chalice lost in forest streams
Whispers carried on the wind
Of sins redeemed and wars within

From Jerusalem to Rosslyn stone
The echoes rise from bone to bone
A secret kept through sword and psalm
The brotherhood, forever calm

Flames rise high in Avalon mist
Truth and myth in moonlight kissed
The chapel sings in ancient tone
Of bloodlines veiled in sacred stone

From Jerusalem to Rosslyn’s gate
They ride the line of war and fate
Their oath still carved in twilight’s dome
The Templar souls are never home

The stone remembers, though they fall
Their legend etched upon us all