A tide is coming
It calls to me
Rushing waters
I did not forsee
Voices chant an earthly call
Winds are strong
Ground is breaking
I don’t belong
Fire below boils high
The air is scorched
Spilling to the sky
I did not hide
Was not my choice
But theirs alone
The fate they chose
Binds us all
But i am the one
Who walks the line
Torn between water and fire
I must strike a deal with mother
Her earthly beauty is earthquaking
My legs begin shaking
With a smile she grants my wish
And of to the sky I go like a mist
His smile is deceiving
His eyes gleaming
Protection he grants me
Strength she grants me
Off to war I go
Timid and alone
Vanquish all my fears
There is no evil here
Cheers from everywhere
My body worse for wear
The tale of my adventures will soon become a story
To be told with false glory.
