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I hear them coming

Can you hear its cries?

It will stop the ongoing

Stream of life

It's darkly night,

The shining moon glares my blackened heart,

My empty dreams and my soul

I close my eyes

The sky becomes black

It feels so full of hate

And soon cleanse this tainted world

Calling the storm

Weaklings will be torn

Calling the storm

Measures will be formed

I can feel your pain

Teardrops of heavy rain

Come and vent your anger

Above this weeping world

Helpless cries on the shore

Dead bodies laying on the floor

The gale brings us to sleep

It has revealed its entire grief

Eternal night

The frozen winds are leaving its scars behind

And the clouds cover the shining bright moonlight

The flush of rain which I can feel

It's the only way how this world can heal

Calling the storm

Weaklings will be torn

Calling the storm

Measures will be formed

I can feel your pain

Teardrops of heavy rain

Come and vent your anger

Above this weeping world

Helpless cries on the shore

Dead bodies laying on the floor

The gale brings us to sleep

It has revealed its entire grief