Guardians of the Book

The drums of war are pounding in the night

Guardians stand ready, ready for the fight

Echoes of the battle, whispers in the air

They’re standing tall, they’re everywhere

Ty the hermit, crazy on the hill

Waiting for the Goonies, got a fiery will

Hanford and Hell Hound, Narco in the fray

They're sharpening weapons, ready for the day

Protection in their hearts, brave and bold

Standing in the shadows, stories told

The author’s already faced the storm

But they’re itching, longing to transform

Drums of war, pounding loud tonight

Guardians of the story ready to fight

Behind the hill, they stand, they won’t fall

They’re the protectors, answering the call

Waiting for the Goonies to come over the hill

Chasing danger, chasing thrill

They sound their battle cries, echo through the dark

Clanking weapons, igniting the spark

The battle’s waiting, the night is long

Guardians stand, brave and strong

For the story, for the fight

They’re ready for the dawn’s first light