[Verse 1]
Hast thou skill with a quill?
Ink shall be thy living will
Make thy mark upon the page
And with thy deeds a ledger fill
Here the pen is mighty still
If thou seekest glory

[Chorus]
Inkulinati potens dominus
Miles bestialis artificiosus

[Verse 2]
If thine aim is acclaim
Come and join a merry game
Here a scribe can best a king
On vellum all can make a name
But beware the margin flame
Or thou shalt be sorry

[Chorus]
Inkulinati potens dominus
Miles bestialis artificiosus

[Verse 3]
Hear them roar, beasts of yore
Snail and hare and dog of war
Wilt thou bless them from the rear
Or lead thine army at the fore?
Wielder of the living lore
What shall be thy story?
[Chorus]
Inkulinati potens dominus
Miles bestialis artificiosus