In The Hands Of Storm Lyrics

In The Hands Of Storm lyrics

When northern storm is rising
He gathers the powers might
Travels through
the highest skies
Alone forevermore, but so sublime

Crying here to be
free from mortal form, so valueless
Heading towards source of all
Alone
forevermore

In the hands of storm he is purified,
Searching for the
sound from the ancient lakes
Heavens open now, clouds are raining
blood
This might be the one, our final doom

Found the source of life
that is our doom
This is all too much, this is the doom