Thesky goes gray then turns into blackness erasing day
A wind begins and builds to the howl of a million sins
A lightning flesh then more
And the clouds ride with every slutch
A mist appears
And hangs in the air like a spider's tears
The violence shake
And the churning twister consumes the lake
The rain pours hard as the cyclone grows
And the leaves are ripped
But the cracking branches screams
And the fight of man is spinning
And it bursting to the glory
To the glory to the glory
Everyone flees
Without
Looking backwards
Everyone flees
But i lookback at the swirling twister i look back
And i see what nobody sees
And i see
Rising up from the depths of the pond
Rising up
Glory
Glory
Glory
A miracle
I saw
Ant money
Leave me don't you
If you say so baby why not
Why not
I guess
I think
Why not
A month later at ant monica's funeral
I put on the color again
But i'm not celebrating mass
Not yet
I'm
Because
I created a lie
That became the truth
The lie was for everyone
But the truth
Was only for myself
So what do i do with it monsignor
What do i do with the truth
I saw i felt
Last year
And now
What now
Lord do
Lord you do
The truth the truth the truth
