Burst - Stormwielder Lyrics

I wake to see
The bastard children thrivning
The plight
Your burden

The Scourge abiding
No matter what the conseqence
I have only knives for you
I will be your storm

The strike you never knew
You little man
No wilful melancholy
No matter how you plead

This wind to right you folly
Crushing worlds in front of you
Gushing through the trial
I am the wind

I am the storm you'll always flee
Find you there
Where the sun smote
Storm cleansing all away