From the dry and dusty desert
Thine father did vow to rule to the sea
And such as his greedy eyes would see
He did vow to move to the desert

When you should brighten up your land
Using the glorious sunlight of education
You rather used religious indoctrination
To build monsters to defend your land

Into daredevil Dragons thine monsters have metamorphosed
Rubbing raw pepper in your greedy eyes
Forcing their way through your women's thighs
Truly, thine calamity is self imposed.