I'll arrive tonight
Uninvited, unexpected
I'm weaving through the fields
Clouds obscuring me
Grey and mighty
They will guide me all the way
Just right to your door
Hear me, Fear me, Feel me
Be prepared!
I see your roots breaking
Mind aching
Banks will be rock
This night you could lose it all
An unfair fight
Turn away, run away
Rescue what remains
Of your easy life, your fragile mind
Here comes a storm
My Storm
I knock on your door
Shake the windows
Break the branches in your garden
Of holy facades
You can't run away
Just try to hide
And I will find you anyway
To play my insane game
I see your roots breaking
Mind aching
Banks will be rock
This night you could lose it all
An unfair fight
Turn away, run away
Rescue what remains
Of your easy life, your fragile mind
Here comes a storm
