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!