The Creation
Time Immemorial
Jāth Yōndrelk Thātronchān (The World Hatches)

Fire and dust, the world is born

Painful hatch, out of the Goddess' scorn

In the sky, sea, and ground

No life is found

A young world lives

Surrounded by those who give

Each sister born of fire

Has lands filled with liars

Our star, our dear star,

You are never too far.

The mother of our system

The eyes of our Goddess and Her wisdom

Homeworld, sweet homeworld,

Created all with Her mind and word

With the corpses of old stars

Even you Jānthar

The great band in the sky

Is proof our Goddess didn't lie.

The ruins of broken moons

Created a beauty in their doom

And out of the doom and strange creatures,

Who share many of our features,

A new order was made

Hopefully our race will never fade

Dragon Ancestors
Time Immemorial
Eizurrelk Shynkeig (Dragons of Old)

A time so strange,

Different beasts walked the land.

It was a different age,

With violence of another brand.

Large reptiles ruled.

When our ancestors lived in peace,

Before the world cooled.

Creatures of fur and warm blood

Stuck to the shadows.

They would go to the light if they could,

But like young fish, they stayed in the shallows.

They were weak.

We were strong.

They were meek.

Raptors and their kin

Took to the skies

While our cousins grew fins

All before we could say "hi."

The reptiles held the air, land, and sea.

We were on top

As modern dragons came to be.

However, all good must stop.

We didn't know.

We couldn't know.

We didn't know how to know.

From under us,

Came the end of us.

It lay in the shadows.

First Mammals
Time Immemorial
Thetōrrelk Untrryn (Our Mistake)

The Age of Reptiles

Gave birth to those who defile

Our Goddess and children

Warm blooded heathens

Written in stone

Written in bone

The ancestors of the "Jukenue"

They should've never been anyways

They scurried

As if they needed to hurry

They were active at night

Avoiding the light

Born of disease and greed

It was a joy seeing their descendants bleed.

They ate eggs and the dead

Because they can't kill to be fed

Yet they lived with our ancestors before the Great War.

When nothing thought.

When nothing fought.

If only we knew,

Of the trouble they would brew

When they diversified.

Then no hatchlings would be terrified.

The Impact
-1,000 F.D
E'ōjreen daz Tagelk (Fire from the Goddess)

A fire blazes across the sky

The end is nigh

It's time to say goodbye

No escape, no matter how high we fly

The Age of Reptiles is over

Oh dear Mother, Mother, Mother

Is our time over?

A flash of light

Off to the right

Illuminates the night

There is no flight

The Age of Reptiles is over

Oh Mother, Mother, Mother

Is our time over?

A wall of fire

Try to fly higher

Don't tire

Fly higher.

The Age is over

Mother, Mother, Mother

Is our time over?

The corpses cover the land

The fire, a brand

The destruction so grand

It even pierces the Great Band

Mother, Mother, dear Mother

Is my time over?

Why? Why Mother, my dear Creator?