The mark shall tell the faithful from the heathens
We prowl the seas and blend into its waves
The heavens grant blessings to the worthy
The weight upon our lobes are reminders of our promise
We speak with the Jade Emperor's authority
Halos adorn our hands as reminders of riches to come
A firm reminder of who we serve in life
Smooth and silken, like our resolve
Our steps are guided by sacred purpose
