Whether to Cry or Destroy
As does the acid of my tongue.
Might I unearth the hatchet
And put it to proper use.
Might a tempest relieve me of sound and sight.
My hand is poised, and in fury.
Only thunder gives me rest.
Dare me to breathe
When I can't catch my breath.
Sway my temper's balance.
Only thunder gives me rest.
Autor(es): Anthony Tintari / Geert Van Der Velde / Matt Fox / Matthew Fletcher / Steve Kleisath