Glaring down from darkened towers,
Wings pierce the pearl moon-light,
Through mysty fogs and windy breeze,
And the shadows of this night..
He glides through these painted clouds-
Above this world, does he fly..
For the dragon, on this darkly night
Takes his rule in the Terran sky.
His power, beyond the control of any
Who may dare to test his strengths,
His wisdom higher than any one,
Who may ever go such lengths..
And still, he leaves this world at peace,
For his intentions mean no wrong..
The dragon returns to his distant home,
And with that, he is gone.