What bewitching creatures are these, which dwell beyond the glade?
'Cross ferns & groves, in cavernous lairs
Hidden from the eyes of common men?
They who romp in fields of full bloom
Under the enchanted eye of the full moon?
Whose breath of flame can scorch & mame, but also purify?
A creature of such awesome grace
From whence of shadow of God's Black Earth
Of Heav'n or Hell have you come?
By what Sorcery have you come to be?
One thing is certain, of this Dark Angel sublime
It has a soul & a heart, & a passion for life
These are dragons... bourne from you & from I.