The sky is torn in shadow’s thread
A thousand whispers fill my head
The earth it shakes it breaks it bends
No shelter comes no silence mends
Lightning speaks with a silver tongue
Every truth unsaid is sung
Storm of the soul it rages on
A thunder cry before the dawn
Who am I in the eye of the gale
A fragile ship or an iron sail
The brass is bold the choir screams
A battle fought within my dreams
The drumbeats march the echoes rise
A clash of storms behind my eyes
The wind it howls it pulls it calls
A force that builds and breaks the walls
Storm of the soul it rages on
A thunder cry before the dawn
Who am I in the eye of the gale
A fragile ship or an iron sail