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ar fog swirling Darkness fallen Locked in futile prayer The wicked and the hapless Huddled in frantic fear Fire in the Dragon's eye Unholy unquenchable flames in the sky No survivors No mercy It's redemption's turn to fly From an ancient reptilian cradle An unequalled rage From the roots of a mythic tree Comes an unstoppable song Unprecedented destruction From shore to mountaintop Silence is golden and spotted with tar No scent of man or beast None Not a single one Near or far Fire in the Dragon's eye Unholy unquenchable flames in the sky No survivors No mercy It's redemption's turn to fly Engels and Daemons Screaming and dying Beneath mighty unforgiving wings The universe has never Seen or felt such a thing Fire in the Dragon's eye Unholy unquenchable flames in the sky No survivors No mercy It's redemption's turn to fly Your money won't save you Your "power" can't save you Everything you've stolen Coveted Worshipped Craved From Genesis to that September masquerade You and your dirty hand Can't by beg or borrow or steal A single grain of golden cosmic sand Fire in the Dragon's eye Unholy unquenchable flames in the sky No survivors No mercy It is redemption's turn to fly Tomorrow belongs to I J Rastafari Within The Dragon's Eye Within The Dragon's Eye © 2008 Ahkenaton