A and forgotten place, The moon and sun in endless chase Each in quiet surrender As the other reigns the The midnight hour begins to laugh A summer evening's epitaph, The winds are getting crazy the storm begins to rise…
Wild were the winds that came In the thunder and the rain Nothing ever could contain The rising of storm…
In the wings of ebony waves fill the trees Wild winds of warning Echo the air…
Follow the storm I've got to get out of here… Follow the storm as you take to the sky… Follow the now it's all so crystal clear, Follow the storm as the storm begins to rise… She seems to come from everywhere Welcome the dragons lair Fingers running through your hair She asks you out to
In all of nature's sorcery The most bewitching entity Hell can have no fury the rising of the storm…