When hope is lost and blood soaks the land, 

 From the ashes will rise the seven 

 When the flames of loss and fury are fanned, 

 From the ashes will rise the seven 

 One dragonet from each tribe 

 As the NightWing prophets scribed 

 Three of whom know not of their powers, 

 As delicate and trusting as flowers 

 Two of whom are scared of theirs 

 Plus one who hardly cares 

 Then there's one who abuses hers 

 Of the seven, she's the worst 

 To end the war, we place our trust 

 In seven dragonets who simply must 

 Stop the carnage, stop the blood, 

 That washes over us like a flood 

 From the ashes will rise the seven...

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