Ageless, the world turns on. Ever forward without the care And where are the children now? Who will fight tomorrow's war? Within the youth our army - Old blood moving through young hearts They will take to the seas. Ageless, they will take to the plains Against an ever setting sun, The armies of youth gather as one Chasing down the down, The old souls will ride on One stands amongst the trembling The light in the boy's eye will be a line in the man's. They will take to the peaks. Fearless, they will take to the skies We have only fresh - vein, bone, and sinew A skyward eye, and a nailed hand.