The Northern wind brings storm tonight
Stirring the clouds with veiled light
The lightning cracks upon the grey
And shatters the dim twilight away
Rolling in upon its wings
In throaty roar, the thunder sings
The voices of dragons, lost and old
Ring out tonight in freedom bold.

They play with wind, and play with rain
And dance upon its midnight strain
Rev'ling in its freedom high
Drunk upon their battle cry
They hover now, on whirling clouds
Behind their dusty, swollen shrouds
Tonight the storm upon the hill
Echoes the dragons' voice and will.