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