Aathma - Red Storm (Decline of a Breed)

The red storm's coming,
It's gathering out there
And an image's rising
It glows in my sight
I can hear the intruders
Blaring out death...
In my mind

Dark angel's flying
He's over my head
The absence of power
Is clouding my eyes
And I feel the thunders
Burning out, there...
In my mind

Stay by my side, within the rain
To leave it all behind run towards the pain

Now I can fly into the haze
Stay by my side, forget all the pain

Look into the tide to experience my pain
And leave it all behind, into the cave
Now I can fly over the haze
And I'll keep you beside me,
Behind my veil

Into the red storm
Here's my home
A rising red storm
This is my home