Twilight Messenger - Lord of the Dragons

the end
The broken bones of tyrants crushed within my claws
power
The skies are now free, the archer can close his eyes at night
decay
Dust and ruin, the kingdoms return to those birth of the land again
triumph
The crown will sit on the shoulders of man and they will sing

we are free
all hail thee

Lord of the dragons

calling
The voices stay with me, of the one who gave me life
haunting
It tells me to burn the earth
visions
I see the sky, grow darker once again
returning
Have I cleared the path for the ultimate evil to rise?

this is my
world to burn

Lord of the dragons