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