Soaring high
with my mighty cry,
and a fire in my eye.
A heart with a hole,
And a condemned soul,
Yet room to grow.
A chilling glare,
Above the air,
And without a care.
Dragons II:
Look up,
Or you're dead.
The beast can pick us off head-by-head.
A flash of steel,
A burst of flame.
The dragon has won again.
Elves:
A roll,
A flip.
They will have your head for this.
You trip,
You fall.
It's them!
They're here!
Their small stature
And pointy ears!
It was just a walking stick,
But in Elf country,
That is a fatal mistake.
Goblins:
So many,
Yet so small.
Green,
Red,
Blue,
Whatever may suit you.
They'll spit,
They'll claw,
Hell, they'll use their grandma.
Whatever it takes to robe you blind,
And leave your body far behind.
Deadly in groups,
Yet weak alone.
Goblins will do what it takes
To get the job done.
Angels:
Ashes to Ashes,
Demons to Dust.
The evil shall never be,
As it never has been,
In our land of the free
Salvation's calling,
The song is to be heard.
Leave your hell,
There never has been,
And there still is
No wishing well.
Release your demons,
And we shall show you the light.
Never shall they ever go quietly,
And we will be the ones to fight your fight.
As long as the fire still burns,
We shall not flight.
Dragons II:
Elves:
Goblins:
Angels:
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