Race the wind The night is ending They will win when the sun is rising have been told for years about rebel man riding in the lands of unknown No one has ever their furious beings and their secret remains untold Their deeds be heard Their legend live forever They are the Guardians Of Fate As they shouted their last battle cries their destiny was be dead Their future was in no one's like the prophet of the moon had said Those travelled far away from home, they'll return and those who crossed the seas of hope, they all will burn