

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)