Ageless, the world turns on.
Ever forward without the care
And where are the children now?
Who will fight tomorrow's war?
Within the youth our army -
Old blood moving through young hearts
They will take to the seas.
Ageless, they will take to the plains
Against an ever setting sun,
The armies of youth gather as one
Chasing down the down,
The old souls will ride on
One stands amongst the trembling
The light in the boy's eye will be a line in the man's.
They will take to the peaks.
Fearless, they will take to the skies
We have only fresh - vein, bone, and sinew
A skyward eye, and a nailed hand.