Stormchaser

The whisper and wail of the wind In the shadow of a twister rocks go wandering Rivers in the sky, night begins We move on wheels we have no wings Stormchaser Stormchaser In the fading light close to the void A panic attack, peace destroyed Chasing the ghost of a smoking stack In the centre of hell, better face the fact Stormchaser Stormchaser The whisper and wail of the wind In the shadow of a twister rocks go wandering Rivers in the sky, night begins We move on wheels we have no wings Stormchaser Stormchaser Stormchaser Stormchaser Stormchaser Stormchaser Storm