Hurricane

Across the oceans Over dirty streets Through the deserts and from coast to coast Crossing decades Crossing hours Crossing souls and our love to someone This is carried by the wind I see And the whispering I hear is somebodies sorrow Watching faces without any staring My expected feelings look like blown away All this air that I filled with power Is coming back in a circle that I´ve drawn here once All the thoughts I came up with in my darkest hour Are the lightnings in the sky bright like hundred suns Two winds colliding and they start to dance Two winds confiding all their secrets One is called the joy of our world And the other´s called the fear that is brought by death Looks like a rose from out of space Blooms like a deadly plant Leave this Trace of destruction Lead by the power of the devils hand On this fields where I´m spreading my arms I find the secrets in my soul risen by a storm Ruined by impressions that are made by me I catch the raindrops they are falling while I´m on my knees These pictures are drawn by no one These words are spoken by the winds These thoughts are turning around me But nothing seems to be real These circles turning around me Just like a hurricane Across the fiction Through my darkest dreams Across the truth and my hidden sins Crossing myself Crossing my thoughts Standing straight in the eye of the storm My thoughts are driven by the storm I charmed And the whispering I´ve heard is my own sorrow Crumbling masks are corroded by time And what remains it looks like blown away This metropolis belongs to me Walk like a king through this roads once so familiar I trust that cross on the tops of the church’s towers see that lightning striking Christ so spectacular Two winds colliding and they start to dance Two winds confiding all their secrets One is called the joy of our world And the other´s called the fear that is brought by death Looks like a rose from out of space Blooms like a deadly plant Leave this Trace of destruction Lead by the power of the devils hand I´m spreading my wings into the unleashed force On this fields where I´m spreading my arms I find the secrets in my soul risen by a storm Ruined by impressions that are made by me I catch the raindrops they are falling while I´m on my knees These pictures are drawn by no one These words are spoken by the winds