A roar shifts to the east,
Disturbing the peace.
My eyes shoot to the sky,
Searching for him on high.

Thy roar is precious,
Tis thy precious one.
Jerusalem,
My Dragon.
Thou have come.

He lands with a mighty stride,
Bowing before his rider.
Who am I?

Jerusalem,
You have protected me from harm.
Of death and turmoil.
I thank you now.

You,
Black dragon of the east,
The day I tamed you,
You were the one for me.

My sisters may not understand,
That dragons save lives.
All tis not evil,
Sanctify thy rights.

My dragon,
We will fly.
Higher to the heavens.
To face evil tonight.

May the winds guide us home,
As we.
Are one.