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.