Testo A Coming Storm

And from the sea comes the storm Now you wish never to be born And as the storm blaze across the land You realise your end is at hand And with the storm comes a new age A cleansing, a renewal after mankind's dirge The dust at the horizon is gone The dawning of a new sun As the clouds disappear On the soil drops a single tear A flower so beautiful and bright Grows from the tear towards the light To enchant this wasteland Hope in the desert sand A place of indescribable purity A place no human eye will see Blind, this is what we became Blind, we're the only one to blame From the ashes we shall rise After our world's demise Out of the depths of desolation Slowly grows a new creation An essence, an innocent new born In a world, dreary and torn A part of the elements Rising from the wastelands And from the see shall come the storm So you wish you'd never had been born And the storm shall blaze across the land You shall realise your end is at hand With the storm shall come a new age A cleansing a renewal after mankind's dirge