Once, there had never been a silver sea, No empire of heroes, nor a mage; No reigning kings nor rogues of fantasy. Such things lived in the screen or on the stage. Then came the day when demon knights arose, And beasts of mythic might came forth to feed. Who else but legends could such things oppose? We learned the heroes' arts, and claimed their creed: "The higher heights and deeper depths to plumb; Of arts arcane and engines strange to learn; To do the deeds that leave mundanes struck dumb; To live a shorter, but more worthy term." The legends false and ancient fade away, Now heroes true and living rule the day.