The Storm

What will you do?

what will you think?

when

the

time

comes.

What will you do?

What will you think?

when 

the

time

comes

to do anything.

you've never really done a fucking thing

and you've never really thought about it.

you've never really ever made a single choice

that ever really meant a thing

or had a 

consequence.

keep on coasting

keep on treading

and the weight of your choices

held on to by pride

they will pull you down,

drag you under,

make you drown

make you drown.

this is the time

this is the thunder

you are the strike,

you are the violence,

a stab in the dark

a cut throught the blindness

---

the storm is upon you

and if you don't control it

it'll tear you asunder

it'll tear you asunder

if you're not apart of it

they'll tear you asunder

---

let the rain wash you down

let yourself feel electric

'cause you are the strike

you are the violence

the fist in the fight

the howl in the night

you are the current

that's bringing this 

world back to life.