The Battle Over Green Meadow

The fields of Green Meadow rolled wide and still

With banners snapping in the wind

Men stood ready with shield and spear

For the first great fight to begin

For years the dragons ruled the sky

And every battle ended the same

Till a steam-scarred airship crossed the clouds

The Baywhar Babe by name.

Donna held to the iron wheel

While the boilers shook below

David cursed in the engine room

Where the dying fires burned low

And Richard stood by the harpoon guns

With Mark at the second rail

Watching dark wings gather fast

Like a thunder rolling gale.

High above Green Meadow field

Where the war horns cried below

Steel and steam against the sky

Where the wyvern riders rode

And the soldiers swore the clouds caught flame

From the guns of the Baywhar Babe

Holding back the dragon’s horde

So the free men could be brave.

The harpoons roared like thunder cracks

Iron chains through scale and hide

One by one the riders fell

Spinning down the windy side

The wyverns shrieked and wheeled away

Their masters tumbling from the sky

And hope began to stir below

Where the waiting armies cried.

But pride runs hot in dragon men

And soon the riders turned again

Claw and fang through smoke and steam

With screaming hate and iron grin

They swarmed the ship from every side

Till sky and sun were lost from sight

And the Baywhar Babe was swallowed whole

In a storm of wings and fight.

High above Green Meadow field

Where the war horns cried below

Steel and steam against the sky

Where the wyvern riders rode

And the soldiers swore the clouds went black

Round the battered Baywhar Babe

Holding back the dragon’s horde

So the free men could be brave.

The guns fell silent on the rails

When the claws came crashing in

Richard drew his battered blade

And Mark stood back to back with him

Steel rang wild on saddle mail

While wings beat hard against the mast

And blood ran down the deck boards slick

As the sky war thundered past.

Donna fought against the rail

With a broken harpoon spear

Holding off the lunging beasts

That clawed and shrieked around her there

Till David climbed from the engine hold

With a shattered steam pipe in his hand

Burning iron and hissing fire

Like lightning from the land.

Steam screamed white across the deck

Scalding wings and blinding eyes

Wyverns shrieked and riders fell

As David drove them from the skies

Richard roared and Mark struck hard

Donna turned the wheel again

And the guns came back to life

With thunder over wind.

High above Green Meadow field

Where the first free banners flew

The wyvern riders broke and fled

When the roaring harpoons blew

And the armies cheered the clearing sky

As the battered Baywhar Babe

Still held the wind above the war

And the day of freedom came.