The Storm
Dark clouds are rolling in
A gentle reminder of
Distant light, laced with sin
In the darkest days
Who is our light?
When all is gone
I've lost hopes to the night
The storm is coming
Strong and hard
The flood is upon us
Filling the holes
The depths will swallow
Taking our souls
But I will always scream
A gentle reminder of
Distant light, laced with sin
In the darkest days
Who is our light?
When all is gone
I've lost hopes to the night
The storm is coming
Strong and hard
The flood is upon us
Filling the holes
The depths will swallow
Taking our souls
But I will always scream
♠ ♠ ♠
So this is what happens when I stay up listening to Of Mice & Men all night. If this makes no sense in the morning, I may make more refined ones going off of the idea from Of Mice & Men's newest album highlighting "The Calm", "The Storm", "The Flood", and "The Depths". Enjoy.