Bonebreaker Ritual

Deep in the shadow of the great white tree

We guard the embers of our history

With iron talons and a silent flight We are the guardians who

rule the night

When the skies turn cold and the black wings rise

Look to the embers in our burning eyes

Fly, Guardians of Ga'Hoole!

Through the storm where the cold winds rule!

With our hearts of silver and wings of gold The greatest legend

ever

told! (ah-ooh-ah-ooh)

We carve our pathway through the blinding sleet

Where truth and courage in the tempest meet

No iron beak

can break our sacred bond

We fly to kingdoms far and far beyond

Against the

pure ones

we will stand as one

Until

the

battle in the clouds is won

(we rise!)

Fly,

Guardians of Ga'Hoole!

Through the storm where the cold winds rule!

With our hearts of silver and wings of gold The greatest legend

ever told! (ah-ooh-ah-ooh)

Wings in the night...

Guardians of the tree...