Storm
MØL
Vision Grow within me Wither the word We once spoke Devoid From a restless world Into obscurity Open arms With hands That never yield Give into the storm Open arms With hands That never yield Give into the storm Now
Vision Grow within me Wither the word We once spoke Devoid From a restless world Into obscurity Open arms With hands That never yield Give into the storm Open arms With hands That never yield Give into the storm Now