Revenge Of Tāwhiri

God of tempests
From your exile
You look down upon the earth
Hatred drives you to defeat
What your brother created

You didn't long for the light
Your kingdom of darkness destroyed
Never wanted to separate your parents
You attack your brother's forests
Disroot trees and leave them
As food for insects
Your children form an army
The war begins
Dark clouds, winds
Fierce squalls, whirlwinds
Clouds of fiery black
Clouds reflecting glowing red lights
Thunderstorms
Hurricans
With your children you go into battle
War begins
Mists, heavy dew, terrible, continued rain
Fierce hailstorms, sleet
You destroyed your brother's woods
After you, the humans do this
Machiavellian, more and more
Time has come for the gods to judge us
Higher powers have to pass a sentence
NOW YOU GODS HAVE TO JUDGE US!



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Writer(s): Meta List, Per Lümbersson
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