O towering rise the walls of stone
Beside the running sea.
The darkling hordes encircle round
But never will take me!
Mighty is my fortress!
I am the shelter you seek.
The horde shall fall around me,
For I am Tenpeic!

I've stood against the horde for men
For countless cycles past
Walls of sweat and blood and stone
My walls were built to last!
Rock of the Desert!
I shall defend the weak.
They can bide safe inside me,
For I am Tenpeic!

Copyright © 1993 Michelle Bottorff