Beware the one of shadow

Check all the locks and doors

He'll bring you sadness and sorrow

From deep within the moors

The Magnabella leads you to peace

He is my successor to be

Let him retrieve me and my sword

To insure a Redwall victory!

The five that are to go with

Are young and willing to strike

A squirrel of gray, with a red drey,

And two otters with faces alike

Then search along the southern creek

The follower will come to you

Then to the swamps then you must seek

To find, look beneath the misty blue

They shall leave before the light of day

Shall leave with food and no farewell

To the southeast they must stay

Good luck and fortune bid them well!