Race the wind The night is ending They will win when the sun is rising Stories been told for years about the rebel man in the lands of unknown one has ever seen their furious beings and their secret untold Their deeds shall be heard Their legend live forever They are the Guardians Of Fate As they shouted their last battle cries their was to be dead Their future was in one's hands like the prophet of the moon had said Those who travelled away from home, never return and those who crossed the seas of hope, they all will burn