On silent feet it came
Breathing a sheet of flame, it came

Closing it on its rightful prey

Burning a hundred years away

The Morning of the Dragon
Truth up the street

The tiger we were stalking
Walked on paper feet

And in the clear white heat
Of dawn
Was gone

From every door they came

These children born of war, they came

Victory

Sharing a secret word which they

Waited a hudred years to say

The morning of
the dragon
All the walls
fell down

The Morning of the Dragon
Truth lit up the street

Brother greeted brother
In a sudden light

And in the clear white heat of dawn
It's gone

Was gone
On silent feet it came

Breathing a sheet of flame, it came

Closing it on its rightful prey
Burning a hundred years away

The Morning of the Dragon
Truth up the street
The tiger we were stalking
Walked on paper feet

And in the clear white heat
Of dawn
Was gone