The Dragon last roar
The balls of fire fall
Hitting the ground
A blast of smoking air
The rain keep falling
To smoke out the fire
The Dragon last day
Ready to leave his place
The Green Anaconda Snake
Coolly crawling his way
Back to the throne
He will feel great
The power of rain
Causing floods in certain areas
Make the ground wet
The cultivation will begin
The Dragon roars away
Leaving his memories behind
Let his counter-part play the game
At midnight the story will change
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