I was born into a storm I could never calm,
When wind shaken shutters rattle against the time warped windows,
And the growl of thunder reaches even your very bones, fragile and broken,
Where there is no light, only lightning, only darkened skies, and tears we cry,
I was born on a battle field as blood was flowing,
The angry rage of war, the soldiers last lament, would be the first thing that I hear,
The iron clank of swords, the deafening blast, the cannon balls
It's a war I fear will wage long after I am gone, and I'm dust again,
I was born into the storm, the tornadoes, the hurricanes
The spin that was the first thing my innocent eyes would see
The flood which inundates and makes most of the world suffocate,
And I learned to breath
I was born into the storm
I was born to love the storm