The
Battle of Storms
Hark,
the rain clouds grimace
Can
you hear the semblance of pouring rain?
Can
you see through all the December mists?
And
face the lightning through searing pain?
Dare
you face the maelstrom with impunity?
Strike
fear in the hearts of men?
Stoke
the embers towards full calamity?
And
roar defiance again and again
I
am not invincible but I am strong
I
am not afraid to raise the battle of the stormhead break
I
shall see through the day and be the last man standing
I
shall face the eye and I shall not quake
You
cannot beat me, I am defiant
I
am the rock, the mountain of strength
I
am the tower, with all bells clanging
I
have faced you before and I shall triumph again
Come
test my resolve, almighty stormcloud
Come
see who shall be the first to give
When
day is through, you shall see me standing
Battered,
weary, sighing
...bruised,
damaged, triumphant, ALIVE!!! |