damnlyrics.com

Death To The Storm

There's a song we used to know

A kind of weary blues

Some broken tune from long ago

Some of us still like to useIt hangs up high in the rafters

Like smoke it has no form

Keep it all hid like laughter

And sing out death, death to the stormDeath to the storm

Death to the storm

Death to the storm

Death to the stormWe keep it all hid like laughter

And sing out death, death to the stormI've caught my rage in the making

Alive here in my hand

But it bent the rod to breaking

And still I'm a hungry, hungry manThe trouble is so underrated

I've been battered, rusted, whored

Calling all the great ill fated

Who bring death, death to the stormDeath to the storm

Death to the storm

Death to the storm

Death to the stormWe call upon the great ill fated

Who bring death, death to the stormA line of cars is rolling westbound

A dark river just begun

The tramps are huddled in their best now

Like a funeral in the sunA man waits on orange crates

His meager eyes go soft and warm

As women wade the deep parade

Cheering death, death to the stormDeath to the storm

Death to the storm

Death to the storm

Death to the stormAs women wade the deep parade

Cheering death, death to the storm

Enjoy the lyrics !!!