Excalion - The Mercy Racers

When the winter closed off the ocean
The Bering sea, year twenty-five
DIsease hit Alaskan coastland
The town of Nome fought for its life

In the winds of the north
No airplane could fly
Brave men with their dogs came forth
It's up to us, let us try

We are the final hope
Through ice and storm we go
Final hope to outrun Wendigo
We go on, we will not turn around
We're the ancient union, man and beast
Pushing on through Norton Sound

When the winter showed them no mercy
Men of the northlands stood tall

From Fairbanks to western sea
Six hundred miles of trail
Along Yukon to bring relief
The relay cannot fail

In five and a half days
Vials of cure in their sled
Through the blackest of nights
The lead dogs led
The cruelest of miles
Live in a memory