In times of scale-bound
And fiery defeat
Thrones wrought of corrupt steel
And social deceit
She walks among them
Chosen
Purpose to serve
Drawn to the calling
Bloodstains painted in dirt
Shadows move across the land
With wings of despair
Preying without mercy
Her contract is clear
Those left defenseless
Helpless
Graves in their wake
This world of mortal men
Share this scorching fate
The soldiers are marching
Dragons overhead
The king calls to Andora
A means to an end
She will not falter
Unafraid of death
Vitality sharpened
To steal the dragon's breath
Chaos approaches swiftly
Bearing its teeth
She grips the hilt of hide
Calling to the beast
Enchanted silver
Shimmers
Power takes hold
She lunges forward
Methodically and bold
Sheathing her blood-soaked blade
Corpse lain at her feet
This monster is no more
Forced into defeat
She draws the power
Showered
Knowledge of old
Then moves across the land
Filled with dragon's soul
The soldiers are marching
Dragons overhead
The king calls to Andora
A means to an end
She will not falter
Unafraid of death
Vitality sharpened
To steal the dragon's breath
The soldiers are marching
Dragons overhead
The king calls to Andora
A means to an end
She will not falter
Unafraid of death
Vitality sharpened
To steal the dragon's breath