Let me dance to the rhythm of the thunder.
My feet pound against the earth,
splash through puddles as the rain pours down,
and my frenzies are lit
by the spears of lightning that fly
over my head.
I lift my hammer high,
ferocious in the face of my foes.
The howling winds become my cloak,
and the pouring rain washes
the blood of my enemies from my face.
Surely no greater music has ever been played;
surely no better dance has ever been danced.