Wrath of the Crimson Dragon

Darkness swells, the ancient fear ignites,

Blood-red skies, aglow with fire's might.

Black ichor seeps into my veins, a corrupted stream,

Fangs sink deep, fueling the darkened dream.

Scales shimmer in the dying dusk,

A primal echo, fierce and robust.

Hear the roar that shakes the core,

A primal force, forevermore.

Wings block out the cursed sky,

A shadow’s cry, a battle cry.

Know the might of the red dragon,

Fire in eyes, chaos emboldened.

Claws tearing through the fabric of reality,

Unleash the storm, surrender to the fantasy.

Liquid fire in the stare,

A creature born from nightmares’ glare.

Raise the flames, ignite the night,

Engulf the dark in blazing light.

The earth trembles beneath the wrath,

The dragon’s fury, unstoppable path.

Eternal legend, fierce and true,

Black ichor, blood, and fiery hue.