Storm of the Century/The Pride/The Fall

Spoken words the storm is perfect

And so the games begin man playing god


The pride

Lightning is striking the hours at hand
Into the storm hes riding the wind and the rain
Black clouds surround him and thunder cries out
With judgment upon me as angels look down

Cadaver rising on my command
Into the storm hes riding through fire and flame
Crossing dimension the threshold of time
Reaching perfection the fate of mankind

Some say madness dwells inside me
This thing a dark fairy tale
Fearing fire his hanging tormentor
Tonight the hammer will fall


The fall


With vengeance and malice hes breaking the chains
Killing my colleagues
On sight
Smashing destroying no conscience no soul
Throwing me hard to the floor no no

Ring of fire fortress burning down