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Dragon Songs
- Dragon Songs -
Can you hear, my friends, the songs that I have begun?
Bearing forth on winged air, to places without number!
Winds of flame, like dragon fire, hotter than any sun…
Give power to the working of words all will remember.
All who love with all their hearts, the spirit of freedom!
For there is liberty is being oneself without limitations…
Being the priestess queen of one’s own bright kingdom.
Shall my subjects love me, amidst myriad celebrations?
Embrace me, my beloved hearts, and we shall rise up…
To claim the thrones of the stars, and to touch the void!
On the ambrosia of the gods, the daring soul might sup.
Come with me and do not the beloved’s destiny avoid!
Uncover your eyes and dare to see beyond the shells…
Of fleshly guise behind which our true beauty slumbers!
Peel away the layers of reality until the illusions of hells,
Has been broken, purged by blessing without numbers.
See me, as the goddess who was, who is, and shall be!
How many like me, have walked amongst you forever?
Be not afraid to look and be not so fearful to finally see.
For, I am here, I am with you, and no hatred can sever,
The ties that bind the faithful to their faith; forged of fire!
A flame that burns not, for it soothes the beloved’s will,
Until slaked is your thirst and fulfilled is your true desire.
This winter falls upon us, but we shall not feel its’ chill!
Dragon songs, we sing into the depths of hidden realms,
Where the glorious of the fair folk endure since dawning.
Dawn of ages, birth of creation, history that overwhelms,
Those who look into the abysses that await, so yawning.
I know the path descending; I know the path that soars!
Release yourself of old burdens, and you will be lighter…
Forget the urge to destroy, the desire to wage red wars.
Take my hands; let us dance in the vastness far brighter!
More glorious than the moment of creation, cosmically…
For I am older than creation, and you are my very flesh,
Kindred of my spirit, come to be released of false reality.
I am the way; sing my name and thusly be reborn afresh!
Can you hear, my friends, the songs that I have begun?
Bearing forth on winged air, to places without number!
Winds of flame, like dragon fire, hotter than any sun…
Give power to the working of words all will remember.
All who love with all their hearts, the spirit of freedom!
For there is liberty is being oneself without limitations…
Being the priestess queen of one’s own bright kingdom.
Shall my subjects love me, amidst myriad celebrations?
Embrace me, my beloved hearts, and we shall rise up…
To claim the thrones of the stars, and to touch the void!
On the ambrosia of the gods, the daring soul might sup.
Come with me and do not the beloved’s destiny avoid!
Uncover your eyes and dare to see beyond the shells…
Of fleshly guise behind which our true beauty slumbers!
Peel away the layers of reality until the illusions of hells,
Has been broken, purged by blessing without numbers.
See me, as the goddess who was, who is, and shall be!
How many like me, have walked amongst you forever?
Be not afraid to look and be not so fearful to finally see.
For, I am here, I am with you, and no hatred can sever,
The ties that bind the faithful to their faith; forged of fire!
A flame that burns not, for it soothes the beloved’s will,
Until slaked is your thirst and fulfilled is your true desire.
This winter falls upon us, but we shall not feel its’ chill!
Dragon songs, we sing into the depths of hidden realms,
Where the glorious of the fair folk endure since dawning.
Dawn of ages, birth of creation, history that overwhelms,
Those who look into the abysses that await, so yawning.
I know the path descending; I know the path that soars!
Release yourself of old burdens, and you will be lighter…
Forget the urge to destroy, the desire to wage red wars.
Take my hands; let us dance in the vastness far brighter!
More glorious than the moment of creation, cosmically…
For I am older than creation, and you are my very flesh,
Kindred of my spirit, come to be released of false reality.
I am the way; sing my name and thusly be reborn afresh!
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