Honesty Freed Me

When the white dragon flies into the night
he seeks the evil who stroll,
If you were blessed to tell about the sight
he felt the purity of your soul,

Feeding on agony and pain
the dragon seeks its prey,
Knowing the good wont die in vain
he cleans the earth this way,

Many fear what they cant see
only few can tell the tale,
One night the creature flew towards me
hovered, and then set sail,

Since then my heart has been set free
knowing my soul was pure,
The dragon was doubt inside of me
and honesty was my cure