Dragon Footprints

Dragon Footprints is an alt/rock band in Modern-Futuristic Phyrria. You have to ask Shadowhunter to join. I want to have some more songs except for Royalty and Y O Y which is not finished 
== Songs ==
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|-| Royalty =
SandWings will die under belligerent suns
RainWings will consider their deaths fun
SeaWings will wait at the end of the world
NightWings will wait for history to be unfurled
MudWings will sigh in an endless sleep
IceWings will lie quiet in a frozen keep
SkyWings will call for a mourning dove
But no tribe will rule from lands above
SandWings will burn in the light of the day
Their suns command them to pray
Their moons, they shine with a light
A light which seems familiarly bright
SandWings will die under belligerent suns
RainWings will consider their deaths fun
SeaWings will wait at the end of the world
NightWings will wait for history to be unfurled
MudWings will sigh in an endless sleep
IceWings will lie quiet in a frozen keep
SkyWings will call for a mourning dove
But no tribe will rule from lands above
RainWing don't have anything better to try
So they simply let themselves die
They drop down, their scales going white
Such is the end of the RainWing tribe
RainWings will consider their deaths fun
SeaWings will wait at the end of the world
NightWings will wait for history to be unfurled
MudWings will sigh in an endless sleep
IceWings will lie quiet in a frozen keep
SkyWings will call for a mourning dove
But no tribe will rule from lands above
SeaWings hide under blue waves
Probably sunken for now and sunken to stay
They have all that they'll ever need
Thus is the path to a dragon's greed
SeaWings will wait at the end of the world
NightWings will wait for history to be unfurled
MudWings will sigh in an endless sleep
IceWings will lie quiet in a frozen keep
SkyWings will call for a mourning dove
But no tribe will rule from lands above
NightWings prophecy from hidden spires
The others have done much to earn their ire
They used to simply walk on thin wires
Now they've fell down under the ice
NightWings will wait for history to be unfurled
MudWings will sigh in an endless sleep
IceWings will lie quiet in a frozen keep
SkyWings will call for a mourning dove
But no tribe will rule from lands above
MudWings lay unawakened and cold
A traveler's seen them if they are bold
Their unending rest has the others unimpressed
They may have been right to call them useless
MudWings will sigh in an endless sleep
IceWings will lie quiet in a frozen keep
SkyWings will call for a mourning dove
But no tribe will rule from lands above
The IceWings are trapped in their own lands
Held tightly by beautiful glimmering bands
The ice that holds them freezes their minds
They are focused on rank like the olden times
IceWings will lie quiet in a frozen keep
SkyWings will call for a mourning dove
But no tribe will rule from lands above
SkyWings are resting in pillars of fire
Like birds who take wing and they fly
A song of melancholy and sadness awaits
They run from the past's cold, hard embrace
SkyWings will call for a mourning dove
But no tribe will rule from lands above
All the seven hope for salvation
Like they are one strong nation
The lands of sadness and white and gray
Together all of Phyrria tries to pray
But no tribe will rule from lands above
So pick yourself up and dust off your wings
There's no telling what the future will bring
After all, while no tribe rules from lands above
We can make peace with one ingredient. Love.
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|-| Y O Y=
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== Members ==
WIP
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