Lyrics © 2000 by Terence Chua
(to the tune of "Men of Harlech" - traditional)
Wearers of the Lens, together
Gather round our noble banner
Men of steel and men of valor
Guard against the night!
All our mighty ships are peerless
Our Patrolmen dauntless, fearless
Battling on though evil's near us
Fighting for the right!
Our Patrol forever
Never saying never
We will win through thick and thin
A brotherhood no discord e'er will sever!
We are always at the ready
Our hearts are pure, our minds are steady
Screens on high and blasters ready
Lensmen flying free!
Though the odds be overwhelming
All around the foemen swarming
Let this be their final warning
We are on the way!
Enemies of freedom tremble
We the Lensmen gird for battle
Our legions will assemble
Now to save the day!
Our Patrol illustrious
Over all victorious
First into the field and last out
Singing anthems of our deeds so glorious!
We are always at the ready
Our hearts are pure, our minds are steady
Screens on high and blasters ready
Lensmen flying free!
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