The Guardian stands above the plain Surveys the path to rainbow bridge Keen-eyed stares t'wards middle world From high upon that castle ridge
With trumpet drawn to warn of first Approach of those who might intrude He hears the sound of grass a-growing Senses keen, a quiet étude
Before the giants come to call The rage of final battle locked With flaming sword and serpent venom Revelation, Ragnarök
Mae West, helmet, Mk VIII goggles 'Chute at ready on the wing Young men sprint to action, answer Jarring scramble bell's harsh ring
Gear up, climbing, Merlin roaring Bandits one-five, sounds the cry Chime of destiny sends aloft Virgin guardians of the skyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
