Sons of the Dragon

Lyrics


In the days of legend and old

Three sons did the Dragon first claim

The Falcon of Calontir bold

The Wolf that gives Ealdormere fame

The Gryphon of Northshield the strong

Each proved well the strength of the Wyrm

In battle, in deed, or in song

Each grew to full strength in its turn


For we are the Sons of the Dragon

What foe could stand fast 'gainst all three

The Falcon flies high. The Wolf prowls below

And the Gryphon between them roams free


Of Calontir legends unveils

The fall of the bird from its nest

Then the catch of the wind like a sail

'Neath the beat of its wing and its breast

To the glove it ne'er will return

And the hills still echo its cry

For once given the freedom to sing

The Falcon must roam free or die


For we are the Sons of the Dragon

Together we ever shall roam

The Falcon that soars; The Wolf at the door

And the Gryphon that guards fast the home


Of Ealdormere history will tell

How the Wolf in its lair was chained

And the land into dread silence fell

Until finally it's freedom was gained

To the cage it ne'er will return

And the hills still echo its cry

For once given the freedom to sing

The White Wolf must roam free or die


For we are the Sons of the Dragon

The Falcon flies free in the air

The Wolf wild runs in the woodland

And the Gryphon's grown fast in his lair


Of Northshield the skalds will decry

The might of the Gryphon at war

As the youngest of brothers he came

But his strength has now come to the fore

To its brothers he now has returned

And the hills still echo its cry

For once given the freedom to sing

The Gryphon must roam free or die


For we are the Sons of the Dragon

The Falcon flies free in the air

The Wolf wild runs in the woodland

And the Gryphon's grown fast in his lair


For we are the Sons of the Dragon

Together we ever shall roam

The Falcon that soar, the Wolf at the door

And the Gryphon that guards fast the home


For We are the Sons of the Dragon

What foe could stand fast 'gainst all three

The Falcon flies high, the Wolf prowls below

And the Gryphon between them roams free


Notes: This song was originally written by Garraed Galbraith. It recounts the breaking off of the three kingdoms from the kingdom of the Middle. In order they are Calontir (the falcon), Ealdormere (the wolf), and Northshield (the griffin).

Each of these breaks was a sore departure for the Middle kingdom which, for a time, had a kingdom law forbidding sub regions from coming up with their own names for usage, hence the line "The land into dread silence fell."

Although the departures were bitter, these kingdoms still often fought together at wars with the Middle and as Northshield broke off, Galbraith feared they may never do so again. This song was his attempt to write a song to get them to fight together one final time.