On granite cliffs
On mountains peek
He gazes upon
Valleys deep

With glenched tallons
Sharpend
He sits and stares
With mass of strengh

Eyes glazed
Ears sharp
With fires breath
He blows wisps of fire and smoke

Fills his nostrills
The smell of smoke
He bellows and roars
With a roar he belows out fire and smoke

Wing outstreched the flicker in the light
Scaled skin
He waits upon his pray
With wings out stretched in to the air he glide

He roars to valleys deep with eyes gazed upon his prey fiiery breath he skalks his pray
For to night the dragons about