What is red I turn to blue
what is blue I turn to red
what I touch I will undo
with my icy fingers dead
With my voice I rot the grass
wilt the leaves and stone the bark
splinter wood and shatter glass
and make true the great deep dark
When I howl the moon falls down
strikes the earth and shatters crust
strips away her layered gown
covers all in seas of dust
Then I flow back whence I came
fall asleep while aeons pass
wait in slumber for the flame
waking up my poison gas
"The vile wind rising in the west", unknown artist
