The Oncoming Storm
Words and Music by Patrick Harnish
Come a resurrection.
Come a lord, reborn.
Make my pieces whole again.
And leave yours, forever torn.
I'm not certain of anything, that lies on the road ahead. Only I will live forever, and you are damned to death.
Scream if you want to. I'm always gonna hear your cries.
Down in the heart of the brightest sun, a fire burns to die.
Bleed if you want to, I'm always gonna let you soar.
But know my end is misery. I am the oncoming storm.
I wasn't built for comfort.
I was made for speed.
Surround myself with trinkets and dolls that always bleed.
I'm not certain of anything, that lies on the road ahead. Only I will live forever, and you are damned to death.
Scream if you
want to. I'm always gonna hear your cries.
Down in the heart of the brightest sun, a fire burns to die.
Bleed if you want to, I'm always gonna let you soar.
But know my end is misery. I am the oncoming storm.
You'll end up just dust and bone, but I don't want to be alone.
Yeah.
Come an intersection, Of all the lords, reborn.
I am shattered pieces, unless I am adored.
I'm not certain of anything, that lies on the road ahead. Only I will live forever, and you are damned to death.
Scream if you
want to. I'm always gonna hear your cries.
Down in the heart of the brightest sun, a fire burns to die.
Bleed if you want to, I'm always gonna let you soar.
But know my end is misery. I am the oncoming storm.