Mine Molten Armor

Winds whip past the hull

Screaming through

Straight to your heart

The scent of your weakness

Excites this metal

I will meet you with war

Igneous links hiss

As the winds arise

Searing fear into your heart

The scent of your weakness

Ignites this metal

Charred remnants of

Foes past

Bitter taste of ash

Your whimpers feed the flame

The scent of fear

And searing flesh

I will meet you with war.