Phoenix forever aflame atop the nail of heaven with a wing to warm and a beak to rend Preserver of flesh Eater of bones the hearth by the cradle And the raging corpse pyre And yours is the last spark in the night that goes out in our eyes O' fire... O' fire revered Companion and creator Sustainer and destroyer A mask most fitting For the god of all nature Yours is the forge for blades And the wordless call to war Yours are the crimson flames That bring forth our dawn Unforgiving forever untamed a mask most fitting for the god of all nature