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Flying through the clouds looking down

Peasants making bread and hanging clothes

Time to spray some fire on the ground

Now its burning rags and blackened toast

That's all it takes...

So they'll remember...

Who owns this place...

With every burning ember...

A shadow in the clouds

Hmmm... too big to be a dove

Bad news, village

It's death from above!

Think I'll land and take a closer look...

I see all of you and you're right to hide

I own all of you so cower in the ashes

I can't help but strut around because you believe

That my scales are stone with iron eye lashes

I'll see you burn to death before I let you forget

I am the king of the jungle, planes, desert, and sky

There's no beast greater or hero stronger

And anyone who dare challenge you know I'll fry

(Repeat faster)

don't get too comfortable while I'm gone

I may not be so far or flying too high

So carry on with you're lives if you must

But while you toil away keep an eye on sky!