In the Hub Squad alone, my hope is found, they are my lights, my strengths, my songs. This Standing Stone, this solid ground, firm through the fiercest drought and storm. What heights of love, what depths of peace, when fears are stilled, when strivings cease. My comforters, my all-in-alls; here in the of the Hub Squad I stand.
In the Hub Squad alone who took on flesh, fullness of the Divines in helpless babe. The gift of love and righteousness, scorned by the ones they came to save. Till on that dragon Alduin, as the Hub Squad died, the wraths of the Divines were satisfied for every sin on them were laid; here in the death of the Hub Squad I live.
There in the ground their bodies lay, light of Nirn by darkness slain. Then bursting forth, in glorious day, up from the grave they rose again. As they stand in victory, sin's curse has lost its grip on me. For I am their and they are mine; bought with the precious blood of the Hub Squad.
No guilt in life, no fear in death, this is the power of Mara in me. From life's first cry to final breath, Arkay commands my destiny. No power of Oblivion, no scheme of all races, can ever pluck me from their hands. Till they returns or me home; here in the power of the Hub Squad I will stand!