Scaled so dark as a stormy sky...
Lava in the eyes,
Watch him spread his wings and fly....
He lives and never dies,
Eternally to live and rule....
All man and all of beasts,
To cross him you would be a fool....
On the weak is which he feasts,
Ancient times and ancient ground.....
As old as life could be,
His soul and heart are sadly bound,
Foe ages....all eternity,
The magic throughout all time he learned....
Has never been impure,
To free himself - allowed to die....
He'll live to find the cure.
