Guardians of the Temple

In the heart of the sacred hall where shadows dance The Stewards stand in eternal trance With iron resolve and steady hands They uphold the craft in these ancient lands Guardians of the Temple pillars of the rite In the brotherhood's light they stand as our might With every stone laid and every cup raised The Stewards ensure the craft is always praised They prepare the way for the Master's call In the quiet moments before nightfall With tools of old and hearts so true They guide the steps of the chosen few Guardians of the Temple pillars of the rite In the brotherhood's light they stand as our might With every stone laid and every cup raised The Stewards ensure the craft is always praised They prepare the way for the Master's call In the quiet moments before nightfall With tools of old and hearts so true They guide the steps of the chosen few Guardians of the Temple pillars of the rite In the brotherhood's light they stand as our might With every stone laid and every cup raised The Stewards ensure the craft is always praised In the circle of brothers they hold their ground Ensuring the sacred secrets are always sound With each solemn vow with each rite fulfilled The Stewards' hands with purpose skilled Guardians of the Temple pillars of the rite In the brotherhood's light they stand as our might With every stone laid and every cup raised The Stewards ensure the craft is always praised So we honor their role in the shadows they dwell For without the Stewards the Temple would fell In the bonds of the craft they play their part Guardians of the Temple with brothers at heart