“Ladies and gentlemen… brace yourselves.

Tonight, the gods of guitar descend from the heavens.

Let the strings burn!”

On the stage, with fire in his hands,

He bends time and space with lightning commands.

From Texas blues to the cosmic flame...

Mr. Stevie Ray Vaughan, remember the name!

Next rides in, with a Strat and a scream,

A wizard of tone, chasing every dream.

From the Axis to Voodoo, he set the sky ablaze...

Jimi Hendrix, forever we praise.

Now comes the shredder with fingers of steel,

No mercy, no limits, feel the thrill real.

Neoclassical fire, precision divine...

Yngwie Malmsteen, cross that line!

From the land of Queen, with tone so rare,

He built his own axe, with cosmic flair.

Galactic sounds from his Red Special beam…

Brian May, lord of the dream.

He walks in shadows, fast and clean,

A ninja in black, a picking machine.

Two hands on the neck, a thunderous tide...

Eddie Van Halen, our six-string guide.

In black suit calm, with fingers that fly,

Fusion of jazz and a fire from the sky.

Complex, smooth, with a mind so vast…

Allan Holdsworth, unsurpassed.

His beard is wise, his tone a flame,

The Reverend of riffs, you know his name.

Groove and grit, from the Texan soil…

Billy Gibbons, blues that boil.

Rising from dreams, a voice in the strings,

His notes cry out, like angels with wings.

Emotional depth, no need to race…

David Gilmour, touch of grace.

A soldier of sound, with a furious soul,

Speed and soul are part of his role.

From Racer X to Mars and flames…

Paul Gilbert, shred the chains!

They stand together, an electric choir,

Their solos rising like a tower of fire.

Strings of legends, forged in might...

Tonight we witnessed… the gods of light!