Something evil

something malicious

is burning up the ancient's world

may our brothers stay alive

and may freedom survive



We're riding on our wings

to the sky

galactical war

just one heartbeat away

screaming out the battlecry



There is a force, a power within

within the immortal soul

bright as the sun

stronger than all

the power is in control

until the end we will defend

our brothers and their very land

moving straight ahead

Condition Red



Calls of distress

brothers, count on us

we're standing back to back

do not surrender, do not give in

we're ready to attack



We're riding on our wings 

to the sky

we're coming for your rescue

Atlantis must live

it shall never die



There is a force

....

Condition Red



We're riding on our wings

....



There is a force

....

Condition Red