Viewing my life through the sun catcher
I only see rain clouds
The lightning strikes my dreams as if I was standing still
Electrify me solid and burn me to the ground
I welcome the storm as it settles into my heart

The rain comes splattering in through my window, like a thousand cool tiny kisses

My skin glisten

It begins as the sun goes down in the coal black inky darkness of night

Layer of fright

Thunder so loud it rattles the windows, shakes the room

Sonic boom

Bright white hot lighting splits the night into

Darkness resumes

The rain pours down trying to drown everything, that's for certain

Glistening wet curtain

The wind is bending the trees to it's will, making house shingles fly

Look to the sky

Destruction is on the horizon, The finger of God is on the ground

No safe haven found

The funnel cloud again ascends into the heavens, leaving behind a shattered earth

What's the cost,the worth

The morning light brings silence, only the sounds of the mothers crying

The fathers sighing

Broken boards, tattered dreams, toppled trees

What's become of me

You'll find my body in the field, I road the winds, soul ripped from my mortal shell

**** up to heaven, thrown down to hell

“Who is this Astrapé?”
“This, who is, Astrapé!”
“Astrapé, who is this?”
“Who this is, Astrapé!”
“This is who? Astrapé!”
“Whose Astrapé is this?”
“This Astrapé is who?”
“Astrapé this!”
“Astrapé who?”
“Astrapé is,”
“…electric zoo,”
“Astrapé!”

“When I was a little boy,
I looked up at the skies.
The clouds rolled-in and stormy sounds;
Then lightning flashed my eyes!”

For Zeus is this Astrapé!

Light flashes across
the night sky. Even the moon
hides behind the clouds.

The rain comes splattering in through my window, like a thousand cool tiny kisses

My skin glisten

It begins as the sun goes down in the coal black inky darkness of night

Layer of fright

Thunder so loud it rattles the windows, shakes the room

Sonic boom

Bright white hot lighting splits the night into

Darkness resumes

The rain pours down trying to drown everything, that's for certain

Glistening  curtain

The wind is bending the trees to it's will, making house shingles fly

Look to the sky

Destruction is on the horizon, The finger of God is on the ground

No safe haven found

The funnel cloud again ascends into the heavens, leaving behind a shattered earth

What cost, what worth

The morning light brings silence, only the sounds of the mothers crying

Fathers sighing

Broken boards, tattered dreams, toppled trees

What's become of me

You'll find my body in the field, I sailed the winds, soul ripped from my mortal shell

**** up to heaven, thrown down to hell