About this song
A child was born from the storm at the seam of the world, its cry like tearing steel. But this is no ordinary infant—it is the progeny of the Maelstrom, and if it falls, it will take all of Alara with it.
Lyrics
[Verse 1] The rock split open, the light came through, and the storm at the seam of the world made you. No mother called you, no cradle, no name, just five torn skies pulled into a shape. [Hook] The Maelstrom had a child, it keeps no shard, no side. Don't strike it, don't strike it down, or Alara goes with it. [Verse 2] You crawl, and Jund's ridgelines turn to dust. You do not hate us. That is the worst of it. Your crying comes out like tearing steel and the armies go deaf where they stand. [Hook] The Maelstrom had a child, it keeps no shard, no side. Don't strike it, don't strike it down, or Alara goes with it. [Turn] A dragon dragged the shards together and called the wreckage a plan. He made the storm. He never made you his. So we let you live, and call it mercy. [Hook] The Maelstrom had a child, it keeps no shard, no side. Don't strike it, don't strike it down, or Alara goes with it.
