Blind wind's child drops his toys
Gathers his axe shreds his nursery
To falling eroded tatters recieves no punishment
Shrouded and hidden in a house of smoke and silence
Blind wind's child screams a devestating tantrum
Across the deadening oceans
Tears his claws into cowering forests
Wrecks the best built mountains to hollow sandpits
Screams unheard in a house of smoke and silence
Blind wind's child scurries for safety
Into what corners are left cowers in quiet
Frantic hungry fear feels the stillness
Utterly alone knifes his name into the floor
In the basement of his house of smoke and silence