This is the story of a hero straight and [bad word] 
young Protoss pylon that had not much to do.
Pylo was his name and he stood on the front lines;
Hoping to hold out - until the end of time.

young traveler, Husky stayed by Pylo's side;
And wagered with his friends if and when they thought he'd die.
Husky was a [bad word] believer in Pylo's might;
And bet that he would last - all the way through the fight.

Until a terrible Terran force of Marauders and Marines; [bad word] poor Pylo down before he could realize his dreams.
As saddened Zealots cried and Stalkers stayed up late;
They mourned that fateful time when he died: 14:08.

Pylo the Pylon;
Was Protoss through and through.
Pylo the Pylon;
Was loved by me and you. 

Now if you ever think that you might be as great as him;
Think twice young lads and ladies for your chances are quite grim.
For although he lasted but five minutes on that cratered map;
Young Pylo changed the way we think of pylons -- they're not [bad word] 

Pylo the Pylon
Was Protoss through and through
Pylo the Pylon
Was loved by me and you.
Pylo the Pylon
Was Protoss through and through
Pylo the Pylon
Was loved by Zeratul!