Dragon Song
Twas the time of the Awakening,
in the land of moving Shadows.
And ne'er was heard The Singing,
since the last Dragon had slept.
When down rolled the Thunder,
with gales of Lightning's laughter.
Sweeping out the misty cowbwebs,
gathering round the steppes.
Come all ye now, Hearken here!
Be Gone ye Shadows, I say!
Tis a Dragon calling loud an clear!
Let in the Light of Day!
Oh, be Gone ye Shadows, I say!
Let in the Light of Day!
© 1997 Quelonzia/Terry Dean