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Voice of Fire


Ripping through this meek little town and roaring across the land. How I started, I don’t know - but I will destroy all that I can. Just you watch, just you wait; Soon, so soon I will be done. Soon I will have destroyed you all soon I will take everyone. But the most terrifying part - you know it, it’s my voice. You will hear it, you will know - because you have no choice. Hear me cackle, hear me roar, I’m just terrible as can be. None stand and fight, none face my wrath; None opposes me. The mightiest of them will flee At the slightest echo of my roar. Getting ever higher, ever stronger More powerful than before. I’m just awful, aren’t I? Trembling, you see me rising higher. And since you’re such a good listener I’ll tell you that I’m Fire.
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