Stormchild - Night In Gales

King of worms

Caller of the crystalstorms

Shadowfaced armourer

Father of mine

Forging trumpets to lances

Yet spears to horns…

Stormchild !

Eat my fevermind !!

Speeding through a bloodwrathsky

With the stormchild aside

Conquering obsidian nights

With the stormchild aside

Liquid galaxies

And shattered suns i breathe

With marblethroat and firelungs

As a chronicler of the equinox

Yet, when the armourer sapke to me

«it is my steelclwas that you breathe!»

A million painbrideblades rose

To be the stormchild’s meadowsweet

So the furyhorde quenches its thirst with chaosthorns

With whirlwindwords from tempesttongues born

Stormchild !

Eat my fevermind !