The Last of Dragons

The shattering of old illusions - created new surges of chaos

No longer driven by ancient hungers - I grabbed the poisoned chalice

Clawing at the churning night - Thus rose my cosmic ambitions

Riding the snake in divine rebellion - Wandering the nebular centuries

The precious ones

Brought the planetary elements apart

Leading the universe

Towards new and possessive aeons

These thoughts and emotions equaled the night

revealed in the starborn cataclysmic attributes

Like monuments of unageing intellect

Seeking the sight - In shining dreamlike presence

The shattering of old illusions - created new surges of chaos

No longer driven by ancient hungers - I grabbed the poisoned chalice

The paradox of the paragons are many

Side by side...entangled in the complete

Dancing on the surface of devilish laments

I tore apart the worlds fabric of rational beliefs

Drawn inside a mirage in which I will drown

How simple I alone - could end all those dreams

...Majesty - The last of dragons carried my faith...

Dancing on the surface of devilish laments

I tore apart the worlds fabric of rational beliefs

Drawn inside a mirage in which I will drown

How simple I alone - could end all those dreams