I feel the storm inflexibly come
Heavenly concert for a deafening din
Frozen delight in congealed eyes
The symphony of magnificent doom
So forceful you are
The power of endless sea
Power of water able to change thousands of fates
What's in the silence of night?
What's in the words of the winds?
Will we wake up again?
Or water will be our bottomless grave
Spirit, exhausted by pain and fatigue
iIs filled with love for its native land
The choise is simple, one of the two
Seven feet under the keel or six underground
Illusion of faith was washed away by the first wave
We don't make a sound but fear tearing us all from inside
What's in the silence of night?
What's in the words of the winds?
Will we wake up again?
Your scream is not heared like in a child's nightmare
Rouse yourself
Tell me who will be the winner of this endless fight
No pain
The hand is so hard on the steering wheel
Trust us
Your knees doesn't shake and nerves like a steel
Your storm
You are the master of reckless gales
calm is near
the tempest will sleep remembering us