Embrace the Storm Songtext
von Silentium

The clouds weep a ruthless church
The raging sweeps the altar burnt
The heavens rot the night she died
Lest we forget lost hope and pride

Suckler wolves have not true saviour′s flesh
Their hating burns our hating off like flesh
Hear them moan in a bloody mess
Amongst the wolves the dreadful sheep


Embrace the storm
And let fear of death gently the gale
Bolt in your breath
Embrace the storm
Embrace the storm
And let children's tears
Through burning fields
Now the evil′s near

Embrace the storm, the breath of hate
It will all be done, you'll be too late
Embrace the storm and all your fear
Will you run from, it's drawing near

Embrace the storm
And let fear of death gently the gale
Bolt in your breath
Embrace the storm
Embrace the storm
And let children′s tears
Through burning fields
Now the evil′s near