The storm has raged here for hours The waters plunging in on me The remains of my creation Is swallowed slowly down By the troubled sea Into unconsecrated ground Gone eternally, gone eternally Feeder of my visions Carrier of my soul The last hope for the dreamers Now crashing to the shore Pinioned and torn In presumption and with my foolish pride I challenged the storm, I challenged the storm Im the sole survivor The only one left alive Now my limbs seem to fail me And time has blurred my mind Im doomed to this fate The deal has already been signed And the hours getting late The hours getting late, much too late
challenged, storm, eternally, hour, late