Passed the morbidly obese goblin klan
Far beneath their sacred city
Deeper still than Hades' Land
Drowned in power and pity
Held at bay by flames and scales
As a mother guards her child
In long forgotten empty wails
Beyond both civilized and wild
Where wars are born and oaths are sworn
Where massacres crack through cocoons
Where robes, and crown, and badges are worn
Where stirs the pending doom
Dragoon dwells here embraced by her smog
That seethes out from her very womb
A vexatious cloud of flammable fog
The Hero's quest is the Hero's tomb
This righteous beast that transcends time
Is the epicenter of all of life
Her terror stirs in every mind
Purpose her flames ignite
Never forgotten yet not always known
Feared even more than a Holy Father
Resting in death on a bed of brimstone
Giving birth to her immortal daughter
10/02/13
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