Green Dragon
In the dead of night
The glowing eyes
In the midst of a sleeping town
A warm light, right behind
A glazed stare, it is a dragon
The Green Dragon
In the stream of life
The river of golden god
Welcome to the feast
Into the depths of its lair
I shall sneak without a fear
Night after night I will savour
Its treasures
Let us go to my stronghold
Let us go to my keep
Where I can truly breathe
With all my friends
Autor(es): Battlelore
