| A dragon in his wildest state
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| Polymorphed by greed and within burning hate
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| Empowered by mad bloodlust
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| Hs shives to turn all life to dust
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| From three caverns filled with fire, death desire
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| We paralyzed by a dragonfear
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| Mighty knights grow numb when he’s near
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| We march into our doom — into the dragons lair
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| Three caverns of dust and fire
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| A battle breaks the gloom — he’s strong as fair
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| Those dragon skills — turn hope into despair
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| With his putrid fire breath
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| In those valliant knights ear he whispers pure death
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| Wizards burn in lightning rain
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| They writhe in an infernal pain
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| Into the dragons lair we march
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| Into the dragons lair…
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| His leather wing brewed up a storm
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| Blows and gusts to move his form, so he can fly
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| Fly before the dawn
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| He’ll be back before too long
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| He could grab us with his demon blood soaked claws
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| One evil ghost without fear without honour
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| Mighty knights grow numb when he’s near
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| The dragons lair |