Storm
John Kelly/Scott Bond Lyrics

Blowing so strongly, the storm makes a point
The storm is powerful and significant, making its presence known.

It brings along odor that will make you faint
The storm carries the stench of death from the battlefield.

Stench of the dead on the theater of war
The smell of corpses permeates the battlefield.

Has not let nobody be carefree so far
The pervasive smell of death has made everyone uneasy and worried.

Fight for salvation has lasted a while
The struggle for survival has been ongoing.

And looks like it carries on for a long time
The battle seems to have no end in sight.

Killing the warriors who came here for glory
Those who came seeking fame and fortune have been slain.

Lets hope someone lives through to retell the story
Hopefully someone will survive to tell the tale of this battle.

Fear has no power
Despite the dangers, fear does not control us.

All spirits are high
We remain resolute and optimistic.

If death runs us over
Even if we die, we will not be defeated by fear.

No need for good bye
We are at peace with the possibility of death.

Grim reaper old-timer
Death is an old, familiar enemy.

Will gather our souls
Death will come for all of us eventually.

A lifetime is over
Our time has come to an end.

Earth takes back the bones
Our physical bodies will be reclaimed by the earth.

A battle is held between rivaling tribes
Two opposing groups are engaged in a struggle.

For honor and fortune have men left their wives
Men have left their families behind to seek glory and wealth.

Lust for destruction has confused their minds
Their desire for destruction has clouded their judgment.

Changed into monsters they don't want to be
Their violent actions have transformed them into something they don't recognize.

The struggle is even and no one can tell
The outcome of the battle is unclear because both sides are evenly matched.

A figure of saying for whom the bell tolls
It is impossible to predict who will be victorious.

No one has come here to let themselves die
No one wants to die in battle.

A side of the winners is the ultimate goal
Ultimately, everyone wants to be on the side that prevails.