They were battered and stung, but they finally won.
And they seem to be out there again.

The battles they fought and the causes they fought for were grand.
Battles that bred many heroes and saved many lands.

     The honor they had was bizarre,
     seen only in each others eyes.

But you're glad they were there, they put faith in the air.
That evil might finally be stayed

    So up go the horns to the battle,
     the horses go on to the field.
    The demons are high in the numbers,
     and the bridge has already been  sealed.

There's a name that you hear, when they talk about men who are brave.
And you'd better be happy that all of  your heroes were saved.

     For they're going all over the earth,
     and no, not very many are they.

But they're fresh from the skies, and the won't ever die,
they've come back to guard you and me.