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!


