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 !
