Ride the Dragon's breath, mist of poison green Come yee flemes, a burning death, face the unseen Deep within the cave, lit p by the torch, a plae gleam As told of in the ancient tales, the Sword of gold and steel Eyes of ember, fangs and claws Creature of fire Jaws of death, walk through the haze Crimson and dire Engulfed in mist, the Sword of Gods Onwards son and ride the Dragon's breath Struch from mountain are, chilled in morning dew Forged by hand of Gods, when the world was young, this land anew Blade of shining steel, grip covered in gold Carved into its blade, the legend unfold Eyes of ember, fangs and claws Creature of fire Jaws of death, walk through the haze Crimson and dire Gods in the shy, the Sword is mine Untouched I am by the mist of the Dragon's breath
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