The forest bends to greet the raging sky The howling wind so strong, will it ever die The trees once stood so tall and strong upon the ground Now they seem so old, I can hear their cracking sounds
The fury of the winds start to collide The forest grabs the ground and it's wildlife runs to hide Through collaboration the force reaches it's peak Nature's time is here to proove mankind weak
Just like a band the tornado goes on tour Sweeping landscapes along it's path, hungry for more Well, let me tell you that the forest is in my head and this tornado is the autumn-impact, enough said:
Chorus:
Seasons of grey, lead me to colored paths I am a prey, of the tornadoblast I've gone astray in a river of dreams Insanity is closing in on me