He chases dreams that may send fright.
And when he broke the bonds of Earth,
God sent him to the place of Birth.
Fairies high and fairies low,
Watch the spirit of Clay go
Beyond the seas of magic and light
To the shores of justice and right.
Clay has taken warrior form
And comforts those who are forlorn.
Clay watches us day and night.
His day has come, his warrior might.
