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