Stormbringer

They say the storm's a one eyed fraud

Its raging surface just an act

There's little reason to applaud

Such transparental deception

And they tell you to shut your windows

And they tell you to comb your hair

Cause outside there be monsters

And clothes you should not wear

They say your dreams will come to pass

That we will all someday forget

An ambition made of glass

Such an arrogant perception

And they tell you to shut your windows

And they tell you to comb your hair

Cause outside there be monsters

And clothes you should not wear