Storm

How many days are left And what to spend them on Should I keep working Or sit and marvel at the sky I think about your skin Your fragile skin The heaven of life we're living in Drink it in, drink it...

Out of the glitter and the shine, Out of the corner of my eye, Saw you walk in, I freezed the frame, My luck again. We could have been strangers if we tried Moved to the rhythm side by side, Maybe a...

Sometimes it takes a storm To really know the light The scent of rain The weight of clouds Pulling down the sky Sometimes it takes a storm To know how you feel To understand indigo And the varnished...

I sit and stare at a stone That stone reminds me of every day behind me I can't rely on the sun Cause even if I'm shining The sun comes out to blind me Sing it one more time One more time, so loud...

The winds of grace inside of me have turned their directions to set me free Hidden powers are now reborn I am immortal, will present you my storm! Go on, march on and rule in silence Weakness and fear...

Dried in red skies Where drought have taken all the trees We're lost In wastelands of pride and covered lies We perish, end is just In anguish all is dust Waters move as you call Like a flood in fall...

Skrik av smärta, sårad av dess brinnande hat våldsam vrede, fruktar för mitt liv , skändar blod jag är fjättrad Färdas vid havets köld höjer min blick mot himmelen Tårar svider i sargat skinn, andas...

I eldens sken kan jag skönja dig en skugga utav lågors lek ej mer skall jag få möta din blick och få krama din fasta hand upp mot skyn böljar röken fram i ett hav utan land i bålets glöd fräser runor...

Sägner i fordom förtäljer om dåd svärden höjdes och tingsfriden bröts blottar sitt sinne med dråpets begär härjar och skändar med ursinnes kraft Håller de kära i tryggaste famn rädsla och fruktan var...

Rinn du Jore som tiden har flytt om våren rusar så strid vita blommor de smyckar din strand fridfullt flyter mot forsens brus Mörka höljor, svarta djup vad där döljas, barnatro vid Jore å, vid Jore å...