*Minor spoilers for a drop in the bucket of the 38 titles written by philosophy professor John Lange, writing as John Norman.* From Earth I was cast to a world I didn't know, Where the sky burns red, And my power has grown. A warrior’s path through the cities of stone, The weight of steel, this new strength of my own. Tharlarion stride, The sand at my feet, Honor and blood where my foe and blade meet. In the heights of towers, I deal deadly blows, My tarn soars high, and my dominance grows. Recast in Counter-Earth. Plunged in fire and strife. Bound to a world where the fight is life. On planet Gor, My path becomes clear. Tarl Cabot, The warrior, A name to fear. The Priest-Kings loom with eyes rarely seen, In the Sardar’s mists, their power is obscene. Kajira’s song in the halls of might, The will of men, Living to fight. Gladiators clash in the arena’s roar, Sweat and blood soaks the sandy floor. Through the rank alleys and desert’s sting, My sword sings the truth like my tarn’s mighty wings. Recast in Counter-Earth. Plunged in fire and strife. Bound to a world where the fight is life. On planet Gor, My path becomes clear. Tarl Cabot, The warrior, A name to fear. Mountains rise, the seas divide. A man of two worlds, but they cannot hide The power of steel, the code of a man, Shape this savage land, with my sword in hand. Through the Wagon Peoples and temptation to creep, Enemies rise, but I put them to sleep. The Homestone calls, a hope so bright, But in the darkest hour, I long for the fight. Recast in Counter-Earth. Plunged in fire and strife. Bound to a world where the fight is life. On planet Gor, My path becomes clear. Tarl Cabot, The warrior, A name to fear. Under the moons of Gor, My massive story remains. A song of honor, loss, and gains. I am the reckoning, Tarl Cabot, Remember the name!