The Oncoming Storm

It seems that you ignored The signs left behind Your focus so closed Your frame of mind Lightning reflects (Lightning reflects) In the glass of your eyes (In the glass of your eyes) Senses disbelief (Disbelief) Leave the pupils so wide Tempest, malevolent When will the rains cease? When will the floods clear? Tell me are we not cleansed? Even when the signs said no Your instinct carries you home It's cast into your bones It seeps from every pore Constructed reality cracks Composure grows ever more thin The blanket of sin that you cloak and conceal yourself in Won't keep you warm Not in this cold Not through this storm No hope you hold Tempest, malevolent When will the rains cease? When will the floods clear? Tell me are we not cleansed? Even when the signs said no Your instinct carries you home It's cast into your bones It seeps from every pore The Calm, The Storm Shattered skies and tranquil sights all blend as one Mind, so colourful, but so dull Body on fire, so cold Soul so bright, so dark Even when the signs said no Your instinct carries you home It's cast into your bones It seeps from every Even when the signs said no Your instinct carries you home It's cast into your bones It seeps from every pore And it echoes in the pleas of you all

Submitted by Pestilence — Nov 17, 2025