The skies are high, the moon is sinking low
Danger in the horizon I don't know
Sharpened my arrows and restrung my bow
I'll sweat in summer's heat and battle snow
My mighty roar will make the ground rumble
I will not fall nor stutter nor fumble
And if the stars refuse to be humble
My robust hands can destroy and crumble
The knights of shadow, the damsels of greed
The lust that feeds on every want and need
The rights that master every lost misdeed
Oh what a powerful planet indeed
The dragons fall on all fours and obey
The crown on the queen's head that made her way
