On silent feet it came Breathing a sheet of flame, it came Closing it on its rightful prey Burning a hundred years away The Morning of the Dragon Truth up the street The tiger we were stalking Walked on paper feet And in the clear white heat Of dawn Was gone From every door they came These children born of war, they came Victory Sharing a secret word which they Waited a hudred years to say The morning of The dragon All the walls Fell down The Morning of the Dragon Truth lit up the street Brother greeted brother In a sudden light The tiger we were stalking Walked on paper feet And in the clear white heat of dawn It's gone And the endless night heat of dawn Was gone (As groups one and two repeat ON SILENT FEET IT CAME.../ VICTORY...) May all our children learn The tide of right will turn Giants fall, tigers burn Someday with the dawn They're gone