Summoning Storms - Make Them Suffer

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

Tear the fucking earth apart!

Tormented and frail, I begin to destroy your dreams

One by one

I am, the destroyer of dreams

I am, the destroyer of dreams

Swa-llow-ing 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 nothin

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

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!