From a Tidal Sleep

A deafening sound echoed through the mist
 A warm breeze gave the choice of silence to the wind
 But the wind grabbed the water to summon the black clouds of the sky
 And to open up the eyes of the grieving heaven

 Leaving the depths to quench the thirst with rain
 A drink from the hands that created the past

 Rain upsets the cold surface, wakes what sleeps beneath the ocean floor
 Tantrum rises from it's tidal sleep to crack the surface of this very earth

 Water, the bringer of strength to release the wave
 Storm bursts out from the giant's mouth

 When salt danced with the flames, the ocean and the sky spoke with fire
 No sign of light at the horizon, Orion has faded, torn from above
 Fell down from the heavens to be lost in the storm
 Descended are the sons of the sky, to repel the assailing wave

 The power of two wills divided by hate
 In the last minutes of the tide, the hands of the foe held the saviors throat

 A gathering to summon the dark hunter
 Bursting into flames, cutting their strings from the heavens to fall
 Into a towering battle between the stars and the sea
 Face to face, the hunter stared into the storm