Darkness gathers and my labor, my quest now begins.

I will be chivalrous, inquisitive, and righteous.

I will take the less traveled, mysterious paths.

I will be without fear in the face of ignorance, tyranny, and fanaticism.

I will always seek and speak the truth, even if it leads to my death.

I shall cast off ego, wear no crowns, and win no glory.

I will live and die at my labors.

I am he that builds, maintains, and sustains the Temple.

I bring Light to the darkness.

I am the sword and shield that guards the Craft, the dawn that wakes the sleepers,
a Knight-Scholar of Alaska.

I am the fire that burns against the cold, of the Light that brings enlightenment,
the quill and candle of knowledge.

I obligate my labors, my quest to the glory of the Great Creator, henceforth.

It shall not end until my death.