Storm As the waves crash against the ocean shore So the tide rolls upon my soul And the beating of the thunder And the cracking of the light Feeds into my mind night after night   As the eagle stalks its prey So the evil wthin delights With the ever-sounding trumpet of defeat under its might   So we cry, so we mourn, so we live   And we cry out against this pain never ceasing As we stand, unveiled, no more are we retreating As the evil stands defeating The waves they go on beating Knocking at our hearts Knocking down our souls   Is this the everlasting roll?   We will stand! We will stand! We cannot lose this anymore We become the waves Crashing on the shore We will sound the trumpet, evermore, evermore We will sound the trumpet evermore! April 2007