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Eye Of The StormFate holds the strings to my lifeIt Is a harsh reality What will become of the unknown? Can I do this on my own? A thunderous crack, a battle horn, An imminent sign, a cause for warn The armies approach us now, We must win but I don’t know how. The winds batter at my door, With nature we are at war. My next step could meet demise Don’t let them win, by surprise A continuous struggle we must fight. With the little we have, we just might, Live to see another day, Live to fight, another day With fear and panic at every turn From what disaster will we learn? That the forces of Gaia are fierce? Homes destroyed and our hearts are pierced. Left to pick up the pieces, Those who show me a wall, I shall despise Our struggle ends with the break of light, But the scars on our skin will show for life. |