I could see the shadows dancing round
Ominous and dark
And the silent fluttering of sounds
Inside I felt the mark.
The scar of fright was upon me
I began to see invisible things
Frightful things in the shadows
And the morbid wind began to sing
A sad and lonesome sound
It called out in the night
And the echo that replied
Filled my soul with fright.
The wind began to howl and scream
As it moved about with force;
And for the terrors that it brought
It carried no remorse.
Ripping, crashing, thunderbolts
Smashing things about;
Clinging to the walls I cried,
No one could hear my shout.
When it all was over
And the winds begun to cease,
With the death and devastation
Came an eerie, silent peace.
The winds had crashed their boundaries
Rebelling across the sky;
And the clouds had hopped aboard
Eager for the chance to fly
And through the twisting, turning funnels
They found they had the power;
To bring human kind down to its knees
To watch us as we cowered.
That eerie peace, like a gloating smile
Looked on at what they’d done;
Now let them say that they are gods,
Laughed out the mighty sun.