"Anál nathrach, orth' bháis's bethad"
(Serpent's breath, charm of death... and life)
Frozen in time, I touch the Face of God
Unaware of what is mine, I touch the Face of God
Alive, I touch the Face of God
Struggling to survive, I touch the Face of God
I stand alone, searching for a sign
All my hopes and fears, balanced on the line
All my puny thoughts untouched by the sublime
My God, I glimpse The Grand Design
("Can't you see all around you The Dragon's breath?")
Transformed, Your breath flows into me
Hardly yet reformed, Your whispers set me free
All my lies deformed, yet still You hear my plea
Truth is unadorned, unshrouded in uncertainty
Reborn, Your words are all I hear
Uncensored, unreformed, yet still alive with fear
No longer sensing You, yet knowing You are near
I seek the Face of God, I seek to find You here
"I dream't of The Dragon"
"I have awoken Him! Can't you see, all around you, the Dragon's breath?"