On the day of the battle, the night the dragon fell,
There were many brave soldiers, whose bodies fell as well.
Though not from Zyarhelm, did their courage come,
They will always be remembered, for what they have done.
Without their valiance, success would not have been,
So we sing this song tonight, in memory of the teams.
Super secret shielders, standing in the shade,
In the good name of peace, Jo led their crusade.
Cloaked by the darkness, they ambushed the drake,
But just bows and arrows, couldn't deal it its fate.
Though their armour protected, from heat and from the flame,
Against the dragon's fangs, it could not do the same.
Amphibious soldiers, a guerilla-styled force,
For pride and for glory, Mathman led their course.
With their orbs of power, they controlled the great beast,
But its hellhounds and oozes, their attacks did not cease.
Distracted by undead, by blobs and shadowed men,
They did not see the portals, it was too late for them.
Tentacles from the sea, that could walk and could speak,
Safety for his brethren, did Johnathan seek.
With spirit and valour, their leader sang songs,
They fought with great strength, while the day ran on long.
But their water turned gas, from the dragon's great heat,
Without their protection, they met blazing defeat.
At last we arrived, with our red cloaks flowing,
Aurdinas's aid, was our reason for going.
Its lair of a mine, we needed to seize,
It rose underfoot, from the air drake's breeze
As we made our way through, moving rubble that we met,
We came to a sight, we will never forget
Bodies tossed about, and smoke hanging low,
It came at us clumsy, its wounds made it slow.
With our weapons of Demise, we pierced its mighty hide,
Many fell to its claws, but at last the drake died.
As we tended the living, and gathered the dead,
We thanked the fallen, who had fought in our stead.
