The Privateer - 11 - For What Lurks in the Storm | Текст песни

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A howling word has spread across
the shores. The veil might lift and
show the face, that guides us
through this tempest days.
For what lurks in the storm, might
take us on its wings, or break us.
The nameless shepherd, the age-old
voice that's talking through the
wind, better hope to be overseen
or you'll be taken in a glint.
And I can't believe, what my eyes
have seen. When I was staring at the
storm and the storm stared back to me.
A fierce wraith is yelling and it's
melody is not made for mortal
minds. The stuff of dire storytelling,
never to be heard or seen, below the
deck we're shelter dwelling, waiting
for a better sign.
And I can't believe, what my eyes
have seen. When I was staring at the
storm and the storm stared back to me.
For what lurks in the storm, might
take us on it's wings, or break us.
And I can't believe, what my eyes
have seen. For what lurks in the
storm stared back to me.
A howling word has spread across
the shores. The veil might lift and
show the face, that guides us,
through this tempest days.
For what lurks in the storm, might
take us on it's wings, or break us.
And I can't believe, what my eyes
have seen. When I was staring at the
storm and the storm stared back to me.


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