How little do I know,
What lies behind the scenes.
Pride and ego,
I’m carrying on my sleeve.
Pain and sorrow,
Steal away my dreams.
Gone tomorrow,
Today you hear me scream!
Can’t you hear?
How well do I know,
The fire in my eyes.
When anger let’s go,
It turns to blood red skies.
Too calm the storm now;
Await the dark sunrise.
When thunder rolls out,
It can’t contain my scream!