La Tempête Lyrics

Temper tantrum of the skies
The merciless side of an otherwise kind beast
Abusive, lashing out in violence
Cold whips of wind
Ruthlessly murdering its children
We run from, we cover from you
Deafening roar
A piece of war
Stormclouds bulge like muscles, lashing out
Taking the trees in an abusive sweep

(...a plane is down in Owenstown...)
Rumbles
Rages
Roaring
Flooding
Electrocuting
Mighty storm
Taking everyone in a huge exhale
Sucker-punching the skies
Voices in the wind
Victims of the storm
Flashes of light across the sky