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A greedy dwarf and his father’s gold

Begins the tale of a Dragon old

He killed his father and took his hoard

Hid in a cave guarded by his soul

Through his greed and the curse of gold

Slowly transformed into a Dragon

Oh great Fafnir, ruler of Fire

The color red, of summer and sword

You feel the power enter your body

Cleansing fire from the Dragons mouth

Protect yourself from your enemies

And the Fire, waiting for you

It’s the Fire, protecting you

And the fire, surrounding you

It’s the fire, you can’t see through

Siegfried new not of the treachery

Fafnirs brother and the Dragons gold

The magician filled the warriors mind

With thoughts of riches and glory divine

To the river they did lay a trap

He dug a hole and hid there well

When Fafnir passed over top the hole

Siegfried used Grim to slay the Dragon

Dying Fafnir told of the treachery

The magician wanting everything

The warrior took all of the hoard

Bringing with it the curse of gold

The fire Dragon and the treasure hoard

A dead magician and a cursed warrior

Family ruined by the greed of gold

Another Dragon and the tales of old

Fafnirs fire and the red Dragons

They will live on in our legends