The dragons buckled up, the fires burning, all over the wildlands.
At the Crack of Dawn,
The cinders blew high,
Reds and Yellows,
Burning in those deep mellow eyes,
Weary, yet hopes held high,
The dragons got prepared,
For their revival,
To finally...
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The dragons buckled up, the fires burning, all over the wildlands.
At the Crack of Dawn, The cinders blew high, Reds and Yellows, Burning in those deep mellow eyes, Weary, yet hopes held high, The dragons got prepared, For their revival, To finally end their doom.
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The titanium forge, Burned brighter that ever, The flames roze high, With every sharp clang of metal.
Hammer of Will, Struck the Knives of Hardwork, The wood of defeat, Fuelled their Fire.
Better than ever they were, Ready to challenge the winds, With their thunder.
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