They are the Dragon Riders,
Soaring on painted wings,
Freely they fly over all things.
Smoothing the peace,
Soothing the weak.
Forever believe and you need not fear,
Even if you can't see them, they're still here.
Shrink they down whilst evil takes tolls,
If you believe, they still have hold.
Just like the calm after the storm,
There's always a Dragon Rider beyond evils' form.
Soon the dark years will come to pass,
When the Riders rise up again at last.
They are the Dragon Riders.