Virgin Steele - Guardians Of The Flame

Oh, we are the ones who check the forces of evil

Flames fly from our hands to engulf

The bastard called sin

War, rains through the skies

Our wrath shakes the pillars of heaven, now

The jackal is slain, fountains of blood drench the land

Come light up the torch, we have returned victorious



All's well in the world tonight

Sweet dreams from the palace of light

Sleep well, my children