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Silent Storm
Storm in the air, I cannot see you but you are there.
Flowing through the world as the pluage, there is people in the world that live so vuage.
It controls what people see and hear, flowing inbetween each ear.
Dragging in followers of deceit, the world of man crawl at their own feet.
Calling for hope where there is not, Leaving their minds where they just begun.
When will this storm end? This storm from the begining where there is no end?
Crawling up from the crators I look out far, I see them coming in like a shooting star.
Silent Storm... There I see the sin.
