Far away from nothing. 
Dark sky is what i see. 
I hear the wind - [bad word]  
Stirring up the trees. 

At first it was a whisper 
secret of the leaves
Then bitter rain like dream of pain 
Was falling of the streets 

This is the rage of Heaven 
The answer to my prayer 
The storm will sing my song tonight 
The song of my despair 
I hear the howling creatures 
Smell passion in the air 
The storm will sing my song tonight 
The song of my despair 

As windows start to shatter 
I kiss the Breaking pane 
There's no cover, little lover 
From thunder, wind and rain 
This is our judgement day 
The day to say farewell 
Sinners pray! It's time to pay 
And most will burn in [bad word]