In the forest while all men sleep, the Lion stalks his prey.
The Stag had done the best he could, to keep the beast at bay.
But in the black, the lion sees,
A way to crush his enemies.
Through tricks and cunning,
The Lion comes running,
And the Stag hears, but much too late,
As danger enters the Lion's Gate.
In the city that dragons built,
The Lion's wrath was truly felt,
For lions claws do not show mercy,
Yet they judge the Black Dragon worthy.