Deep within his heart he kills himself to live
And it's never good enough but he's only trying to live
He's certain no one loves him so he fights for their respect
A human being lies dead inside killed by their neglect
He'll never disappoint them he's too afraid to fall
His super-human effort doesn't feel like love at all
Crucified perfectionist to virtuosity... Much like you and me
Master of the burning note he plays what they can't play
Wizard of the poem he said what they won't say
A medium of feelings he's not sure that they're his own
Overwhelming visions come and cut him to the bone
Somebody love him before it's all too late
Why does no one know this man who's headed for his fate
Killed upon the altar of virtuosity
Storm King makes the wind that burns your soul
Storm King all the world will ever know
Storm King screams the notes that he must play
Storm King waits for love another day
Storm King Storm King
Storm King lives another day and wonders what went right
Paralyzed momentum takes his wonder to the night
How's he going to top it or should he even try?
Happiness turns upside down he doesn't even cry
I think that he could come apart take a trip to where he's from
He's got to keep on working so he doesn't eat the gun
Crucified perfectionist to Virtuosity
Storm King he can ride the passion wave
Storm King only love's the way to save
Storm King all the world will ever know
Storm King he can�t trust another soul
Storm King
Storm King Icon to the broken heart of virtuosity
Storm King, Storm King
Storm King, makes the wind that burnt your soul
Storm King, all the world will ever know
Storm King, scream the notes that he must play
Storm King, waits for love another day
Storm King, Storm King
Storm King, Storm King
Storm King, Storm King
