One thousand years come and gone A great slumber comes to an end A mountain stirs and unsettles the earth Breaths from a throat of magma warm the sea Believed to be bound by the blood of names A draconic scourge as certain as the stars Doomsingers burn for the words they cry False virtues will come to an end Heaving breaths beneath their scales The air quivers around their mouths Words of fire and hatred as hot The wyrm infests; from the west begin The Dragonrider’s shore begins her path Jewel beneath the skin; fates ordained One of twelve under dragon eyes Under the looming lacustrian form One of twelve under history’s eyes Under the weight of the prophecy Burdened with the earth as her chest Burdened with the city as her head Stricken with a body others claim Stricken with the blood of deliverance Belonging to other worlds, surrounded by sycophants Disparaging their names. expectant and impatient One crowned with their virtues, sbused by their faith Another torn from their home, enduring false histories Burdened with the roots as her veins The skin of the fruit as her flesh The voice of the tree as her mind Reminding her of all that might be lost Born into heaven, born unto burden Blood is the redeemer, blood is the leader A queen only for a name; reverence for a womb A queen only for a Saint; the Virtue’s abuse Born into heaven, born unto burden Blood is the deceiver, blood is the conceiver Free in only her dream, free in only nightmares Where the dragonkin feeds The courts conspire with all the heart of stone To sway and break and tame all that they love A hawk on the hunt for a bearer of the cup Disappearing those of different hearts and minds Omens grow like rot on carrion Harkening the dragon—the fire noble High western wheeling in the sky Bellow forth the name of his master’s enemy Molten starlight falls from the sky Spread across the earth to quell the wyrmfire The crust heaves and roars, the world exhaling flame The ocean’s weight bears down, a cosmic force balanced The world sick with red of the draconic plagues Wrought with the pain of a starless night A rose beneath her mind to slay nightmarish fiends Of newborn-eating dragons infesting her dreams And a touch beneath her breast, where many see a grave A hand will find a heart bleeding in its cage Fear it grows like like rot on carrion Harkening the dragon—the green-eyed beast The witch-wyrm form, from fabled woods Who seeks to lay with the Nameless One In the shadow of the great orange tree History replayed and blurred by time Dragonkillers born and witch-fighters now For the scale-piercing sword of a thousand years gone The great city writhes Recoiling in fear Draconic words impress themselves on the mind Heresy revealed Combatting the lies To the great abuse of the virtuous knights Born into heaven, born unto burden Blood is the redeemer, blood is the leader A queen only for a name; reverence for a womb A queen only for a Saint; the Virtue’s abuse Born into heaven, born unto burden Blood is the deceiver, blood is the conceiver Free in only her dream, free in only nightmares Where the dragonkin feeds Fallen from the sky, from the trail of lantern’s light Deified contender to the subterranean blaze Serpentine gods shed from the light of stars Called to balance the wrath, the anger of the flame Dragonflesh is seared in boiling seas The carcass of gods washed ashore The sign of the fires deep beneath the earth Pushing at the soil—premonition of war Wyrms descend upon the island of feathers Razing the earth, cutting down man An aging wound bleeds, pushing at the skin Through their blood, revealing light Removed from the sea, shackled waterless Humans will desecrate their saving grace Wyrms descend upon the island of feathers Burning the earth with vomitous flame Dragon-redeemed, reborn in flight An ancient gem encased in flesh Sent through time one-thousand years To quell the rise of the imbalanced force Bathed in the blue of life-giving waters Fjords, lakes, or rivers; oceans or dew All things holy, all things revered The path kissed with rain will lead the way Dragon-redeemed, reborn in the sky A call from the waves to drown out the fire Deeper than seas, a hatred without name The waters will heed the wyrmfire’s call Drowned in the red of human-eating flames The magma of earth; the blazing throat All things unholy, all things they fear The path scorched with fire will signal the end A call across time from ancestral blood To face the weight, the maddening knowledge Of wyrmfire and starlight The churning cauldron of our creation A call across time from lives long lived To face the fear, the warmth of hell To earn the grace of the long-haired star Equilibrium, balanced once for all “I am the light of fire and star what I drink will drown” The witch-wyrm form, mother betrayer The scale-piercing sword to hunt down her kin Seeking to lay with the nameless one Felled by the blade of her own hands Fire lain upon ocean skin The fleets of all converge in the sea The dread dragon awakens from sleep From the depths of the earth Molten starlight falls from the sky Lain upon the earth to quell the wyrmfire The oceans rise and swell, the dragonrider flies The lover’s converge to face Virtue’s sin The scales laid bare for the tip of a blade Forced into the chest of the magma born Blessed to be of dragonkin A soul of water and blood of the sea Embrace the dark and beauty of the depths To fly at the side of starlight gods The lovers remain, anchored to their souls The truth will quake the world A decade of work for an eternity Of moments with each other