The
Red Dragon
Blow
its fire to the valley
The
balls of fire glow
In
the distance of smoke
The
saving face
Once
it was said
Now
the smoke
It
will be hard to breathe
The
Red Dragon
It
has its own shopping list
If
anyone wants a stake
Follow
its way or nothing
Now
the crooks are caught
The
smoke on their faces
The
nightmares will return
Our
pockets will have many holes
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