I've smelt fire for ever
bathed with lions and eagles donkeys and griff'striders
now is it time to be antsy in my company?
I will tell you about swelters of heaven I will snort sing the eons before FLOOD . . .
WILL you know more about the soup we are made of? the Plasgoi of Before?
No you can't for you never yet created your lonesome you are man . . .
and I am flame.