Here we are
This is the calm before the storm, we off the track now
That means we're heading into brand new unknown territory's y'all
We into the crop circles, it says time waits for no mutahfuckin' body
After this short calm, a vicious storm will arrive
A horrendously wicked storm
Lighting bolts so powerful they set fire to water
Thunder loud enough to shatter brick walls
And it's headin' right towards us all
We call this storm, The Tempest
Tornados of fire, being chased by enormous tidal waves
The tempest, winds tearing down forests into fields reveling crop circles
The Tempest, who will be left, who will still be around in the end?
The Tempest, who will survive long enough to join us for the new dawn?
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KORREKTUREN ÃœBERMITTELN