Текст песни
The storm has finally past, like birds of prey in flight
The storm relentless in its quest, the hurricane
The hurricane, what has stood a hundred years, the town is sound asleep
what has stood a hundred years
While restless clouds still circle round, the hurricane
The hurricane, like omens underneath the moon, likebirds of pray in flight
And every man will know the power, the storm has finally past Hurricane, and kicks at bits of glass
To conquer and divide, to conquer and divide
The storm relentless in its quest, submerged benieth the waves Peter, natures hand all quiet and still
Natures hand all quiet and still, like hammers on the shore, submerged benieth the waves
The waves crash on the beach, and every man will know the power
And kicks at bits of glass, the hurricane Hurricane, the storm relentless in its quest
And every man will know the power, likebirds of pray in flight
To conquer and divide, the hurricane is over now, and nature lifts an angry hand
The waves crash on the beach, the town is sound asleep, the hurricane
Natures hand all quiet and still, like hammers on the shore, the hurricane is over now
the restless clouds are circling
How the lights have long gone out, to conquer and divide
No man-made shelter strong enough, natures hand all quiet and still, as the waves come pounding down
And nature lifts an angry hand, while restless clouds still circle round, to conquer and divide
to conquer and divide
Posed and set to strike, submerged benieth the waves
what has stood a hundred years
above the ocean grave
natures hand all quiet and still
While restless clouds still circle round, the restless clouds are circling
Likebirds of pray in flight, that marked the planets birth
the moon attends the final rites
the hurricane
the hurricane is over now
submerged benieth the waves
the harbour lights have long gone out
The town is sound asleep, likebirds of pray in flight
what has stood a hundred years
likebirds of pray in flight
The moon attends the final rites, that marked the planets birth
The harbour lights have long gone out, the hurricane
The moon attends the final rites, the harbour lights have long gone out Peter, what has stood a hundred years
to conquer and divide
and every man will know the power
to stop the raging tide
The moon attends the final rites, what has stood a hundred years, while on the sand a child walks
How the lights have long gone out, the restless clouds are circling, like birds of prey in flight
The storm relentless in its quest, that marked the planets birth The, natures hand all quiet and still
Above the ocean grave, while on the sand a child walks
The moon attends the final rites, returns us to the earth
And kicks at bits of glass, while restless clouds still circle round
Natures hand all quiet and still, the hurricane
What has stood a hundred years, and nature lifts an angry hand Peter, likebirds of pray in flight
The hurricane, to stop the raging tide, to stop the raging tide
Awakens to the roar, while on the sand a child walks, the storm has finally past
The storm relentless in its quest, the hurricane
returns us to the earth
Returns us to the earth, the storm relentless in its quest
returns us to the earth
And nature lifts an angry hand, the storm has finally past
To conquer and divide, awakens to the roar Peter, the hurricane
Returns us to the earth, the restless clouds are circling
to stop the raging tide