In the shadows of the ancient lands,
Where giants roamed and dreams were grand,
The earth remembers their mighty grace,
In whispers of a forgotten race.

Beneath the stars, beneath the sky,
Their echoes linger, their spirits fly,
Through forests deep and rivers wide,
In every rock where secrets hide.

The tales they told in roars and cries,
Now sung by winds as time defies,
A legacy of strength and might,
In the heart of night, they ignite.

In bones and stones, their stories stay,
A testament to a primal day,
Where dinosaurs danced with the dawn,
In a world that time has drawn.