
O, Lord, who made the dragon,
and the dragon´s open sky
and gave to me a dragon´s soul,
a dragon´s urge to fly
Let me dance within your clouscapes
far beyond Earth´s chains
Let me rejoice in my grandeur,
let me not grow vain!
Let me vindicate my honor
with my fang and claw,
let my raging heart show mercy,
let that show no flaw!
Let me have the joy of all the shining gold I´ve stored,
let no pauper-dragon go forth starving from my hoard.
And, Lord, should the need arise
and I be called to fight
Dragon-Maker, make me victor,
and, God --- help that knight!
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