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They speak a tale of old memory
Of revenge and bloody ire
So come, gather 'round, and let me tell
The tragedy of Mother Fire
Upon a time, in years long past
Were we a prosperous lot
Our home Its peak, high o'er the clouds
Our Chieftain sat atop
Then came three of another kind
And here the stage is set
As one they walked - Fire, Sky, and Sea
But misfortune they then met
Up the Sky climbed in curious greed
And a pearl from the toll it'd steal
With a spear thrown in rash retort
The poor thing's fate was sealed
So bitterly did she fight next
With spears and blasts and teeth
But Mother Fire would burn fiercer still
When she saw fall her little Sea
'Twas then she swore, blood in her fur
And venom on her fangs:
"I will give you no peace from this day,"
Far and wide her war-vow rang
Bound by rage she travelled on
'Till her heart had burned away
All she had was taken from her
And only perfect hatred would remain
So she set out with endless wrath
And one desire in mind:
She would not rest until she had
The heads of last our kind
With spear in hand, she travelled far
And left destruction in her wake
Her venom burned, dripped red like blood
A thousand lives it'd take
She scaled the great steel towers of old
And met Its loathsome heart
Who would, they say, unlock the gates
So did her reign of terror start
'Cross the city's roofs she'd fly
Tearing all she saw to shreds
Swift like smoke and red like embers
They called her death and dread
But still her anger brought no peace
And so she journeyed on
'Till deep inside, within the Pillar
The Chieftain she had found
And there
They faced their fates
Burning bright
Her eyes of white
With endless bloodlust glared
Fire met spear
And wrath met fear
Not a soul was to be spared
Blood was spilled
This night of ill
Rivers running by her feet
She, alone
With no sins atoned
Doomed by her very own deeds
And here our song comes to its end
A tale of revenge, of bloody ire
So forget it not, lest we know again
The tragedy of Mother Fire