wings of fire

You are a unknown tribe, you lurk the earth, you fly at least 526 miles per hour or more, You Have the power to burn the planet to a crust, there's a prophecy going on for you throughout the universe, Prophecy: When the decieting Dragon flies, The Smoke of Aurora darkens the skies. Its breath will scorch, its wings will break, And the earth itself shall quake and shake. Bound in chains, for all eternity's flight, To save the world from endless night.