Ancient lord that sail through the open skies,
Whose eyes then gaze where the mortal lies.
To the first who sees the land in birth,
Silent and remain, its peaceful mirth.
And time changes course, the man at will,
Nation rise and fall and never gone still.
Yet the ancient shall stay, away from war,
Wondering, staring the world, evermore.
The only few who visit and remain no harm,
Are the people who swore with honor and arm.
And stand at still to the incarnate of air,
Who raise respect and never be dare.
An order of knights, secret they bound,
To serve and fight with death as their sound.
Forever, forever, they live in the past,
To some, but many, the future they cast.
The Old Dragon God by JJCanvas