I was born in the mouth of the comet, When fire kissed the earth with teeth. The forests screamed, the seas turned black And beasts like mountains woke beneath. They called me mad, they called me myth, A man who speaks in tongues of flame. But death obeys the words I carve And time recoils at my name. Skyfire mage, bone-born king, I chant the storm and crack the wing! No claw too sharp, no hide too thick, My voice is blood, my curse is sick. The earth may quake, the beasts may rise But I alone burn through the skies. From shattered stars I came to be, The mage who walked eternity. In the valley where tyrants sleep, I watched the soil split like skin. From beneath, a terror rose Its roar a storm, its breath a sin. Its eyes like moons, its scales like steel, A crown of bone upon its brow. The tribe had fled. The gods had wept. But I stood still, I knew the vow. With six red stones and hollow bone, I drew its soul into my own. Skyfire mage, soul-thief flame, My will is pain no beast can name! I bind the storm, I bend the light, I drink the stars and curse the night. No fang survives the spell I weave No breath escapes when I believe. From broken time I came to be, The flesh of skyfire- sorcery. "Sha’ta vorguun, ai rek daal! Thruunak dei! KRASH’GALAAL!" Its tail could shatter stone to dust Its scream cracked trees from root to crown. It charged, but I was already ash, And in my hand, its heart burned down. Skyfire mage, breath of doom, I write my fate in blood and plume! I do not kneel, I do not pray I am the fire, I am the way. Let gods decay and beasts descend I burn through time. I do not end. [Spoken word] They will speak of the man who tamed the end… The skyfire mage. The last unbroken.
