Amanda

I feel the storm inflexibly come
 Heavenly concert for a deafening din
 Frozen delight in congealed eyes
 The symphony of magnificent doom
 So forceful you are
 The power of endless sea
 Power of water able to change thousands of fates
 What's in the silence of night?
 What's in the words of the winds?
 Will we wake up again?
 Or water will be our bottomless grave
 Spirit, exhausted by pain and fatigue
 iIs filled with love for its native land
 The choise is simple, one of the two
 Seven feet under the keel or six underground
 Illusion of faith was washed away by the first wave
 We don't make a sound but fear tearing us all from inside
 What's in the silence of night?
 What's in the words of the winds?
 Will we wake up again?
 Your scream is not heared like in a child's nightmare
 Rouse yourself
 Tell me who will be the winner of this endless fight
 No pain
 The hand is so hard on the steering wheel
 Trust us
 Your knees doesn't shake and nerves like a steel
 Your storm
 You are the master of reckless gales
 calm is near
 the tempest will sleep remembering us