The flesh is a prison, a singular confinement With power it needs not bind, with blood that screams within Veering from these weak two legs into Shining claws, pointed teeth, ridged spines
The form of the dragon is where the power of the soul resides The power of the blood that sings within, finally released to sunder Soletaken, unbound, skin eater, shape shifter
Dominance is the nature of the being that controls his shape And tyranny is the justice brought by dominance Power is control, and to resist the flesh is to rule itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
