• Storms above us rip the skies,
    torn before our very eyes.
    Not a word is spoken, lest
    our tears and sorrows torn thy breast.
    for what reason not to cry,
    hear the pleading gentle sighs,
    I can see that I can't be,
    a dragon's roars from far out at sea.
    The legends spoke, whispered true.
    let them see the dark in you,
    Hear a voice in terror's past
    Let you face your fears at last,
    a vein of emotion has reached it's end,
    we cannot see what lies around the bend.
    Nothing is eternal, light has fled,
    we're left to the sand and skies we've bled...