Worry Some.

I am Lord of the Tempest.
I am harrow hawk turner. Toil maker.
Redemption to the wild.
I control the winds.

With my wispy fingers I will
rush you awake.

My roar shall not go unnoticed.
You will make haste
and take note.

I will break your glass.
I will tear your bonds.
I will spurn your light and set you into darkness.

Blow away.
Blow away.


One comment

  1. chokingspirits · September 21, 2006

    this reminds me of the lion in the lion and the witch and the wardrobe.

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