Hymn of the Dragon - January 16, 2011

Part one: Painful Dawn

Lives are being enslaved in sadness
To grieve for the loss of ever night
The pounding whisper of the old one
Is the only guidance or the light

Pain is devastating citadels
Of the birth, senility and the death
Like an Antarctic blight it frosts
The rivers and jungles crimson breath

Time is dire and guide is sleeping
Leaving souls to their endless despair
Light is filling the heart of the night
For the battle white angels prepare

Powers of the light, thunder and sun
Their implements to conquer the dark
They know to conduct a war on earth
They will first face the Dragon’s spark


Part two: The old one

Sleeping for a hundred years of time
The old one is now ready to fly
She is the conqueror of the time
Senility, death and the sky

Her fire can melt the painful sun
To rule the peaceful night on the earth
By her warmth ice will recede from souls
She controls the realm of the wraith

Under her wings glowing serenity
The precious gift humankind have lost
In the warfare she is so fearsome
To the angels she will do what she must

Rise your majesty open your wings
Save the souls from this life so frail
With your hex seal the pathway of the day
That makes the brightened souls to wail


Part three: Above Hexus

In the silence of warm nightfall’s pitch
Moon is glittering army of dawn
Angles have come with entangled sun
They are here for what has to be done

Ever night is flying constantly
Over an old river named Hexus
Perusing the numbers and hearts
She has to melt in the nexus

The leader of army flies forward
With his blindfolding bright colored wings
He is the most powerful angel
Stronger of all the strongest kings

“Thou wilt die” he screams with hate
Points his sword at her burning eyes
Anger is now flowing in his veins
As he commands the angels to rise


Part four: Draconian Fire

The legion flies forward to militate
The lustrous draconian fire
She melts all of them with one breath
Without saying any words of fear

Only one is left to face the death
The vigorous leader of the angels
His powers of light, thunder and sun
Is meant to be stronger than seven Hells

The old one takes another deep breath
As he readies the thunder clusters
He opens the veil but the same time
He faces the draconian luster

He will now sleep eternally
With other angels in death embrace
Their remnants will blow in the wind
So souls will never forget her grace

Hexus and the land is as before
The territory of the old one
With warmth brought to souls dusty realm
Their sadness is now forever gone

Himedal
Jan2011