To woe thou whisks thyself
Perchance to wallow in sadness dark glow. To hide from sunshine evermore. Why do thou seek that glow? Adversity’s fangs grow ever near, so what is there left to fear? Hero’s might shall bring the light! The will of dragons never waver! From primordial fire the Phoenix rises. The song bright and awe inspiring. Mocking those for whom wish thou harm. Go forth to fight once more young one. For a dragon never wavers