The Consummate Dragon Lyrics - That Within Blood Ill-tempered - Shai Hulud

It is truly the perfect being 

Its armor is tenfold shields 

Its teeth, swords 

Claws in the guise of greeting hands 

How does it sleep at night 

This tyrant? 

Heaping slaves on the pyre 

Just to watch ambition burn 

It is truly the perfect being 

It's armor is tenfold shields 

And from its tongue, fire 

Could any being verily bask in malevolence 

As if its indifference might pardon it? 

This tyrant 

He is the fatherless 

With the arrogance of a being that insists it created itself 

What can it create? 

This uninspired muse rules only barren lands 

It cannot create a thing 

When the public speaks the truth 

Simply tear it down 

Dissent, and smolder 

Your thoughts are law, great dragon 

Just spare me and mine 

While I bide my time 

Knowing you well 

The enemy 

Cover may the every men 

I show no recoil for 

A would-be dragon 

The common man is the consummate dragon 

The poorest excuse of a man 

My chest to shields 

My teeth to swords 

My hands to claws 

And fire... 

Now we can make war 

A titan against a titan