In the catacombs of Ares there's
 an ancient liar of Dragons on the
 dark side of Mars, savage and
 giant creatures with enormous
 and powerful wings and with the
 beating of their wings cause
 great sand storms, blocking out
 all light from the Martian moons
 and all the stars...
 Well these cold blooded reptiles
 drink from the magma flow that
 pours out of the Olympus Mounts
 volcano, where the queen turns out
 another hundred or so, as the elders
 take off flying high in a pinkish-red
 Martian sky, terrorizing the Marinerian
 aliens everybody thought had died
 and everybody says Mars is a dead
 planet but that's what they want you
 to think, it’s Nasa's best kept secret
 by far and these Dragons, DRAGON’S
 FROM MARS...
 In the shadow of Phobos and Deimos
 and Jupiter on the rise...
 across the catacombs and canyons of
 Ares and Olympus Mons...
 It's like something from a sci-fi movie but
 it is very real, as real as aliens are...
 these DRAGONS, DRAGON’S FROM 
 MARS...
 You ask me well how you know...
 I am a Martian that came to earth a
 thousand years ago...
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	moontigerntn (
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 - Category: Surrealist
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