Thus Spoke the Wind by Thrawsunblat Lyrics

Peace becomes fire, still beneath night
Raven, sing words of the sky
Mind cast alone for knowledge in my bones
Whisper, wind, secrets that I hold

Ancient wind, show me now;
Kindle the fire and dispel
The thundering skies behind my brow
So I might give unto this world

The throne of your mind, in great knotted pine
You must claim. Thus spoke the wind
The storm of your soul, which across wide valleys rolls
You must tame. Thus spoke the wind