storm

Blackmore's Night

A timeless and forgotten place,
The moon and sun in endless chase
Each in quiet surrender
As the other reigns the sky
The midnight hour begins to laugh
A Summer evening's epitaph,
The winds are getting crazy
As the storm begins to rise

Wild were the winds that came
In the thunder and the rain
Nothing ever could contain
The rising of the storm

In the wings of ebony
Darkened waves fill the trees
Wild winds of warning
Echo through the air

Follow the storm, I've got to get out of here
Follow the storm, as you take to the sky
Follow the storm now, it's all so crystal clear
Follow the storm, as the storm begins to rise

She seems to come from everywhere
Welcome to the dragon's lair
Fingers running through your hair
She asks you out to play

In all of nature's sorcery
The most bewitching entity
Hell can have no fury
Like the rising of the storm