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Wizards of the Line

From the mountains of ice, where the white winds scream Came silence in towns where the lights once gleamed The kingdom went dark, the hearths went cold Snow buried the roads, iron frozen and old The storm took the grid with a thunderous roar Poles bowed down like warriors sore But from the black yards, engines woke As ancient spells were awoken in smoke Leather and rubber, steel in hand Marked by the sigil of the lightning brand HAIL THE WIZARDS OF THE LINE Riders of storms in the dead of time They rise from the dark when the power has died To bring back the light—no fear, no pride HAIL THE BUCKET TRUCK BEASTS THEY RIDE Long-necked titans that claw the sky Through ice and wind, they answer the call To save the realm from the blackout fall Their beasts breathe diesel, rumble and growl Great metal serpents with arms that prowl A towering neck, extended high Reaching transformers kissing the sky Frozen conductors, humming with rage Crackling spells from a lightning cage With gloved hands steady, they bind the flow Taming the current, bending the glow Arc-light flashes, the storm is torn As ancient power is reborn HAIL THE WIZARDS OF THE LINE Masters of voltage, keepers of time When winter declares its merciless reign They carve through the dark with wire and flame HAIL THE BUCKET TRUCK BEASTS THEY RIDE Steel-bound dragons with arms spread wide From pole to pole, the spell is cast The grid is healed, the storm is passed Snow turns red in the warning lights Wind howls loud through endless nights No crown they wear, no songs they seek Only the hum when the power speaks Fuse by Fuse, phase by phase They hold the line through frozen days ALL HAIL THE WIZARDS, LINEMEN TRUE Forged in frost and midnight blue By bucket and boom, by wire and will They stand when the world is standing still THE KINGDOM CHEERS, THE LIGHTS RETURN Candles die as the transformers burn In the wake of the storm, the legend’s drawn— The Wizards of the Line... And the power is ON!