Lyran

When the Earth is sick, the animals will begin to disappear, when that happens, The
Warriors of the Rainbow will come to save them.

I saw them........ cross the twilight of an age, The sun-eyed children of a marvelous dawn, Great creators with wide brows of calm, The massive barrier-breakers of the world, Laborers in the quarries of the gods... The architects of immortality. Into the fallen human sphere they came Faces that wore the Immortal's glory still... Bodies made beautiful by the spirit's light... Carrying the Dionysian cup of joy, Lips chanting an unknown anthem of the soul, Feet echoing in the corridors of Time. High priests of wisdom, sweetness, might, and bliss; Discoverers of beauty's sunlit ways... Their tread one day shall change the suffering earth And justify the light on Nature's face.