Stormhead

Senseless waiting, anticipating

Days pass without a trace of light

Our minds darkened by endless hate

We kill each other in the night



I'm waiting for the storm to come

To wipe me out and carry me

To the realms I've never seen



Forgetting memories of my past

Start again with no belief

In right or wrong to weigh on me



I'm waiting for the storm to come

To wipe me out and carry me

To the realms I've never been



Indulging shadows of my past

I'll never ask myself again

Where do I start? Where do I end?



No worries in our heart remain

As we return from battlefields again

For the sake of glory or money

We kill ourselves in the night