You can never imagine a dragon wanting his own flesh
Behind his hideous smile, a specter is hidden
A specter that will ambush the flowers and gems that was once obscured
Now, they are found
In a cave, no one dared to offer some help
They never heard the scream of the flowers
They never saw the pain of the gems
All they ever espy was the captivating beauty of these things
The dragon's triumph was heard
Badges, swords, guns are no use.
The sun arises
Anticipating someone to address her
But they are all gone
Somewhere in the earth.