Post by celtic stardust on Aug 3, 2011 12:39:12 GMT
Didn't know where to post this but wanted to share it.. it's new.
The Dragon
Inside the darkness and the shadow's glare
Materializes a dragon with a deadly stare
Ancient magic weaves around him still
With an powerful aura that guides his will.
With scaly wings, he takes flight flying high
Into the night and beyond the mountain tops
He dives into the southern light , into a land
Where the woodland whispers his true name
Where the gypsies guarantee his fame
Where the witch draws energy from the sun
Where the battle is over and the war is done
Where the dancer steps over the magical swords
Where the snake is hypnotised by the hoarde
Of his treasure, that spins around her golden ring
Presenting him with a deeper calling from within
And to this call of music does the dragon appear
Not being seen throughout the years.
The dancer carries spinning to her tune
That continues on under the silver moon
Sunrise arrives and the dance has done
The dancer sighs and the battle's been won
The dragon takes his leave, flying freely on
Swooping into the dawning sun,
The melodies have finished and the day has begun
The dance is over and the song is now spun.
The Dragon
Inside the darkness and the shadow's glare
Materializes a dragon with a deadly stare
Ancient magic weaves around him still
With an powerful aura that guides his will.
With scaly wings, he takes flight flying high
Into the night and beyond the mountain tops
He dives into the southern light , into a land
Where the woodland whispers his true name
Where the gypsies guarantee his fame
Where the witch draws energy from the sun
Where the battle is over and the war is done
Where the dancer steps over the magical swords
Where the snake is hypnotised by the hoarde
Of his treasure, that spins around her golden ring
Presenting him with a deeper calling from within
And to this call of music does the dragon appear
Not being seen throughout the years.
The dancer carries spinning to her tune
That continues on under the silver moon
Sunrise arrives and the dance has done
The dancer sighs and the battle's been won
The dragon takes his leave, flying freely on
Swooping into the dawning sun,
The melodies have finished and the day has begun
The dance is over and the song is now spun.
