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When you close your eyes, tell me what do you see
Do you see thru my soul?.....Do you think about me?
Or do you see gardens ablaze with hells fire,
And your dreams that lay burning from lifes funeral pyre?
Perhaps a crystal Dragon, its heart solid gold...
So deceptive its power, its wings leathery and old?
Look again upon the Dragon, and tell me what you see..
Do you see only a Dragon, or a small part of me?
The Dragon lives eternal, bound never by chain
Yet a heart is so mortal, afflicted by pain.
Climb onto the Dragon, stare down from up high
Ride with me, live again soaring the sky...