Death draws near
The heat's giving hints
Of fire, and acid, rolling everywhere
Dragons are sent
With their mighty wings flapping in the breeze
And with the flick of their wrists
They kill with great ease
Dragons in Flight
Have only one thing on their mind
Death
Blood rushing fast through their veins
And their eyes shining all the while
There is blood on their claws
And death on their breath
But they have no guilt
Because they are the keepers of death
So fear the approaching dragonss
Hide in the night
And remember to respect
The dragons in flight
