The Quiet Storm-Draconian

[ti:The Quiet Storm] [ar:Draconian] [al:A Rose For The Apocalypse] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Quiet Storm - Draconian [00:22.84]We stumble through life [00:26.96] [00:27.66]Shedding the same tears [00:32.47]Forming the same stream [00:37.40]Asking the same questions [00:42.53]Dreading the new day [00:47.02]It's so quiet here [00:51.96]Still violence is speaking; [00:56.78]I close my eyes [01:00.84] [01:20.28]A storm is coming a spiral of conversion; [01:28.40]Broods from the core of our stone wielded luster [01:37.34]Yes a storm is certainly coming [01:43.09]Feel the surge [01:46.59]Rapidly we reach for clenched hands to save us [01:54.21] and we see ourselves for the first time [02:22.77]As the ones we truly are [02:27.21]As we bleed as we die [02:34.52] [03:18.33]Hands emaciated folds around our hearts [03:25.59]As we stand in line to leave this life; [03:36.02]To embrace the fear to wear the crown [03:40.27]Of an empire never meant to be [03:49.85] [04:25.99]Walking in circles [04:29.12]Reaping the afterglow [04:34.74]A human affliction drowning the undertow [04:46.05] [05:32.30]I'd rather understand from where my tears derive [05:39.62]To accept the sadness of knowing [05:47.43]And relieving the long lost hope [05:53.18]Than pursue the tarnished ways of man [06:02.24]But we exist here and we cry at night