Times of Peril
I see a group of four warriors out to save what is left of their world. A valiant leader with great power and intellect. A large man of great strength and wisdom. A man of girth with great combat skills and pilot knowledge. Also a crazed individual given all the weapons he could ask for. These four are the determined minds, rejects of the world that outcasted the perfect ones. Relying on those of wiser knowledge. It's sexy to save the world, but how sexy can it be if there isn't much to even grasp at.
Sorry for that little banter above... that's what I imagined while listening to this song. I usually only post my stories on MaestroRage's works, but this really got to me. It twisted and turned within my mind showing epic proportions of fight and courage. You say this sucks... well if this sucks, I would like to know which of your works you consider your best. Truly a remarkable piece if you ask me. Don't stop making music.