by Donald
The others live with me in fear.
I cast away futile threats with a sneer.
Green flame spills forth from my deadly breath,
How sweet is the sound of fiery death.
I outrank the others in
size and strength.
None of them can match my length,
my height, my noble valor,
or my almost god-like power.
Claws close to ten meters in length
rip and tear with blinding strength.
Two on my wings and eight on my hands,
they help enforce my harsh commands.
My subjects call me "Tsai go lou shane."
It means "Overlord," so hence the name.
I'm tended and fed, I'm outranked by none.
Those who challenge me die before the next sun.
Friends, I have many,
Enemies live in fright.
None will dare face me or they lose their last fight,
Afraid to challenge my all-powerful might.
Efforts to overthrow me are only in vain
Lord of The Dragons I shall always remain.
