For Dragon's Blood

…And so the days of spring have ended

With the right to mend suspended

Healing vows rescinded

As winter comes we all have been sentenced

To a life without…dragon’s blood

…And so the sovereign ruler of all that is

Paces frantically the ins and outs of all that’s his

Broken hymns of praise now echo each end of the prism

As the numbers of the kingdom dwindle down to this

Where the graveyards once hallowed have since obtained fullness

In a world without…dragon’s blood

To the runes the leader dwells

Offers the deity’s his soul to sell

Despite the voices heard in rumored tells

He’s not the vicious ruler their words would spell

Something he knew must be unshelled

To alleviate the hell of damnation’s tolling bells

In a frozen realm, without…dragon’s blood

…And so, in a singular procession

The healthy venture out upon this final proposition

Where it’s not the strongest or the bravest aggregation

Set to live out their ritual of obligation

Led by the king they fought both snow and icy contradictions

Where the early indication offered the bleakest premonition

Yet forth they battled in a ruthless pursuit of obsession

For…dragon’s blood

The blood of the dragon, an elixir for every ill

Under the roughest scales, beast flesh lies still

Beneath tough skin, it’s here where the holy river fills

And to pierce the exterior only the sacred blade can spill

Else the blood of a dragon is but the blood of a kill

Prayers must be spoken as blades held high with deepest skill

Paying tribute to this ancient elder as blade meets sigil

Then holding tight before the flow, as a final thanks is paid to Yggdrasil

For providing…dragon’s blood  

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