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Dragon Lore

Energy awakening, though she still slumbers
Treasure she guards, above the heart chambers

She can not help, her noxious breath
Coming from the earth and causing death

Natural radiation, black streams and water
Dowsing is able, to stake without slaughter

Tiller of the earth, the pipes do not play
But bury in her breast, to free us from decay

When she awakes, honour with dance
And find the wisdom, in hypnotic trance