From the Wings to the Storm

Doomed to our future
Slaves of our deeds
Blind for the consequence

Genesis of the storm lies in our hands

Rise towards apocalypse
Oppressed by our needs!

Void in its existence
Meaningless to all
Heedless acts of ignorance build the furnace of this rage
Right before our eyes but we turn our heads away
Sleeping Giants come back to life, thawed from their womb

Hoping for the best from the precarious aftermath
Feeding the abhorrence in a black box
A trace from the wings to the storm!

Everything in life, is invisibly connected
We are unable to fight, what exceeds our existence
Everything in life, is invisibly connected
We are unable to fight, what exceeds our existence

The butterfly has flown
As dark clouds become full-grown
We see the trace from the wings to the Storm!
From the wings to the Storm!

We've reached the point of no return
This is a dive into misery
Our imperium will burn
A horrible epiphany!

If we don't care about the birth of this rage
It comes right to us like a lion from a cage!

Our cries are lost in vain
Mundane bloodbaths at the end of the chain

Obey the trace from the wings to the Storm!
From the wings to the Storm!