The fields dead and silent begin to rise up from the earth
With their twisted appendages, suffocating all but myself

A void of my own floating in the clutches of my hand
Where I may pull at the strings of time
And torment those who constantly dig and claw at the back my skull

Summoning Storms
Wishing these days will pass tearing the earth apart
Reweaving the threads of time
So that they can shelter these malformations of mine

Summoning Storms
Wishing these days will pass tearing the earth apart
Reweaving the threads of time
So that they can shelter these malformations of mine

Tear the fucking earth apart
Tormented and frail I begin to destroy your dreams one by one
I am the destroyer of dreams

Swallowing death, the sky cracks open and begins to flood
Washing away my fears
I plunge into an eternal darkness in the pitch black depths I drown
I wait for nothing and time is my witness
Time is my witness

A void of my own, floating in the clutches of my hand
Where I may pull at the strings of time
And torment those who constantly dig and claw at the back my skull

Summoning Storms
Wishing these days will pass tearing the earth apart
Reweaving the threads of time
So that they can shelter these malformations of mine

Summoning Storms
Wishing these days will pass tearing the earth apart
Reweaving the threads of time
So that they can shelter these malformations of mine

I call forth the sleepless skies, herding forth the endless nights
Summoning storms to shatter the absent minds
Show the world the pain and suffering my eyes have seen