Throne of Bones - Dragonland

Last night I dreamt in a fever

My deeds formed a prison of stone

And to me now this golden throne

Seems made of bone

I gazed upon armies in silver

Clashing with beasts from the sky

And I wept with a sigh

— yet I know

The dragon’s son must die

Sshe’ll return to me

That I know, I’ve seen her in my dreams

The old gods, they spoke to me;

«Slay them all, and we shall set her free!»

To light up my life, and keep me from harm