

There is a storm
that chants in my mind
A ghost that taunts my soul
in the dark
Like a cold wind that chains my feet And keeps me from
the peace I seek
There is a thunder from the ashes of the past
There is lightning
that splits my soul in two
And turns my fragile faith into dust
My mind is a tornado
spinning around
Stealing the grace
that I lost in the rust
It's only when my soul falls to its knees
When I reach the summit
and finally see
I must learn to forgive myself tonight
To break the chains and walk in the light And walk the
road I was made for (yeah)
This weight of inheritance from the past
Ghost of a father,
sins built to last
My soul walks with blistered feet Through the burning ashes of the
street
To find my creator's hand
The price of love is the sacrifice we make
The price of life
is in the scars he takes
So is this the answer in the price we pay?
To leave less scars and walk the truthful way
Don't follow the wrong road,
my seed
Follow what leaves the less scars Be truthful to yourself (be true)