Текст песни
[Intro: dark, pulsing synth bass, distant, distorted wind sounds, building in intensity. A single, high-pitched synth melody cuts through, then fades slightly.]
[Verse 1]
The sky above, a bruised and angry hue
No warning whisper, just a sudden, chilling view
The air grew heavy, static on my skin
A primal fear began to creep within
The first drops fell, like hammers on the pane
A silent promise of the coming pain
[Pre-Chorus]
The wind began to howl, a banshee's mournful cry
No place to run, no shelter in the eye
Of what was coming, a force I couldn't fight
Engulfing everything in blinding, furious light
[Chorus: beat drops harder, driving synth arpeggios, powerful, slightly distorted vocals, with a sense of urgency and despair.]
Caught in the tempest, a fragile, human form
Lost in the chaos, the heart of the raging storm
My will is broken, my strength begins to fade
A tiny vessel, in the ocean it has made
This power crushes, it tears me limb from limb
Against this fury, my chances are so slim
[Verse 2]
The world around me, a blur of grey and green
A deafening roar, the wildest I have seen
The trees are bending, screaming in the gale
A desperate struggle, destined just to fail
The ground is shaking, water starts to rise
Reflecting terror in my wide and helpless eyes
[Pre-Chorus]
The wind began to howl, a banshee's mournful cry
No place to run, no shelter in the eye
Of what was coming, a force I couldn't fight
Engulfing everything in blinding, furious light
[Chorus: even more intense, layered synths, a sense of being overwhelmed.]
Caught in the tempest, a fragile, human form
Lost in the chaos, the heart of the raging storm
My will is broken, my strength begins to fade
A tiny vessel, in the ocean it has made
This power crushes, it tears me limb from limb
Against this fury, my chances are so slim
[Bridge: beat softens slightly, more atmospheric, melancholic synth pads, vocals become more reflective, almost whispered, then build again.]
A flash of lightning, illuminates the dread
The insignificance, inside my weary head
A fleeting moment, before the darkness falls
Responding only to nature's primal calls
No logic here, no reason to be found
Just raw destruction, all around, all around
[Instrumental Break: driving, dark synth arpeggios, heavy kick drum, industrial percussion elements, a sense of relentless force. A distorted, almost screaming synth lead cuts through, then fades back into the main rhythm.]
[Chorus: full power, with added vocal harmonies, a final desperate plea.]
Caught in the tempest, a fragile, human form
Lost in the chaos, the heart of the raging storm
My will is broken, my strength begins to fade
A tiny vessel, in the ocean it has made
This power crushes, it tears me limb from limb
Against this fury, my chances are so slim
[Outro: beat slowly breaks down, wind sounds return, distorted and fading. Synth pads linger, a sense of desolation. The high-pitched synth melody from the intro returns, more mournful, then slowly dissolves into silence, leaving only the faint sound of wind.]
So slim...
So slim...
[Wind fades to nothing]