I'll arrive tonight Uninvited, unexpected I'm weaving through the fields Clouds obscuring me Grey and mighty They will guide me all the way Just right to your door Hear me, Fear me, Feel me Be prepared! I see your roots breaking Mind aching Banks will be rock This night you could lose it all An unfair fight Turn away, run away Rescue what remains Of your easy life, your fragile mind Here comes a storm My Storm I knock on your door Shake the windows Break the branches in your garden Of holy facades You can't run away Just try to hide And I will find you anyway To play my insane game I see your roots breaking Mind aching Banks will be rock This night you could lose it all An unfair fight Turn away, run away Rescue what remains Of your easy life, your fragile mind Here comes a storm