A Ten Thousand Year Dream.

We were dragon's once
long ago,
and far away,
and then the druids came,
and with their magic,
they made us men,
all dragon's,
everywhere,
men...
we were dragon's then,
we shall be,
dragon's once again,
in a thousand years,
or ten thousand years,
when the last of men is dead,
we shall be dragons,
once again.

Men who are dragons,
dream as dragons,
live,
as dragons,
they know,
inside themselves,
within their souls,
they know,
they are dragons,
they rage,
they fight,
they weep,
they are dragons,
dragons,
who walk as men,
and live,
as men.

A thousand years,
ten thousand years,
I was a dragon once,
and one day,
I will again,
be a dragon,
so let men laugh at me,
let the night,
hide my tears,
and hide my rage,
what does it matter,
I am a dragon,
born of a race of dragons,
enchanted by the druids,
but still,
a dragon,
the druids are dead,
one day,
all men will die,
and I,
and all my race,
will be dragons,
once again.