Heart of a Cyrenian Dragon

By: Chryseas Posted on: December 21, 2011

Teeth, Claw, Wing and Scale.
Breath that kills, in a gruesome rain.
All these things are just a veil,
Hiding the heart, masked again.

Breath that kills in a gruesome rain,
I am a soldier, proud and steady.
Hiding, the heart masked again,
For Cyrene, I stand ready.

I am a soldier, proud and steady,
Performing my duties solemn and true.
For Cyrene I stand ready
Giving all- Mother, Father, Child my due.

Performing my duties solemn and true,
I fight not for glory or fame, but
Giving all- Mother, Father, Child my due.
There is No grand "pay cut".

I fight not for Glory or Fame, but
Consider it an honour.
There is no Grand "pay cut".
To me, there is so much more.

"Consider it an Honour!",
Says those who know me not.
To me, there is so much more
Than dragon-form and the lot.

Says those who know me not,
"It's what I wish, nothing better
Than dragon form and the lot."
Though in the end, I'm a debtor.

It's what I wish, nothing better
In life- loved ones and a home.
Though in the end, I'm a debtor,
Where my heart and soul roam.

In life- loved ones and a home,
Precious gifts to protect,
Where my heart and soul roam-
Cyrene, city of Respect.

Precious gifts to protect,
Our Tables, its citizens, and all,
Cyrene, city of Respect,
For You I'd serve to die, and fall.

Our Tables, its citizens, and all,
My draconic body, your shield and weapons
For you I'd serve to die and fall,
In my heart, my love only deepens.

My draconic body, your shield and weapons
Forsaking self, it is my sacrifice
In my heart, my love only deepens,
In strength, I slay enemies, will it suffice?

Forsaking self, it is my sacrifice
To know my heart that's never shown.
In strength I slay enemies, will it suffice
Rending enemy flesh from bone.

To know my heart, that's never shown,
All these things are just a veil-
Rending enemy flesh from bone;
Teeth, Claw, Wing and Scale.