When daggers are pointed at innocent hearts And muskets are ready to fire When tyrants ride high and govern with fear As the forces of evil conspire Then from out of the night a hero must rise With courage that even a mask won't disguise They turn to . . . the man called Zoho One who's larger than life and defender of all Is this man who the people acclaim He's the one who strikes back for the poor and oppressed A hero . . . whose name is Zoho His name is Zoho