If the air was thick with fear and fury, as you say
What then does the air remember about those days of ******
and plunder.
You say the fear in the air never cleared,
Is it true that you and your people drown in it with every
breath you take.
Help me measure the levels of fear and dread in the air you and
your people breath in every day, maybe
after that I can show how to fly way above the poisoned air of your memories.