Hidden among the stars of Kasterborous;
From the land ruled by Lords of Time.
A world of red grass and burnt orange skies;
Viewed through the most ancient of eyes.
He ran to survive, to travel, to fight and to fly,
The time-traveler who was never afraid to cry;
He came and won, inspired them with a smile,
The man who would save an unearthly child.
My guardian, my savior,
The one who makes stars shine;
A Protector, Her lonely angel,
Is the man who walks in time.