The Storm
I wanted to warn you
Of the storm that is coming to the world
There will be no safety by arms
No help from authority
No answer in science
It will rage
Until every flower of culture is trampled
And all human beings
Are levelled in a vast chaos
Such was my vision
When Napoleon was still a name unknown
I see it now
More clearly
With each hour
I wanted to warn you
Of the storm that is coming to the world
I wanted to warn you
Of the storm that is coming to the world
And when that time comes
To destroy all that is precious in the world
When the strong have devoured each other
Then will the Christian ethic at last be fulfilled
And the meek shall inherit the earth
I wanted to warn you
Of the storm that is coming to the world
It is my hope
That the airman with his load of bombs
Will pass us by
And when the new world stirs among the ruins
Hopefully seeking its lost, legendary treasure
It will be here my son
Hidden behind the mountains
In the valley of the blue moon preserved by a miracle
For a new renaissance
I wanted to warn you
I wanted to warn you
Of the storm that is coming to the world
I wanted to warn you
I wanted to warn you
Of the storm that is coming to the world
You predict a dark age?
Yes
And when that time comes
To destroy all that is precious in the world
When the strong have devoured each other
Then will the Christian ethic at last be fulfilled
And the meek shall inherit the earth
Of the storm that is coming to the world
There will be no safety by arms
No help from authority
No answer in science
It will rage
Until every flower of culture is trampled
And all human beings
Are levelled in a vast chaos
Such was my vision
When Napoleon was still a name unknown
I see it now
More clearly
With each hour
I wanted to warn you
Of the storm that is coming to the world
I wanted to warn you
Of the storm that is coming to the world
And when that time comes
To destroy all that is precious in the world
When the strong have devoured each other
Then will the Christian ethic at last be fulfilled
And the meek shall inherit the earth
I wanted to warn you
Of the storm that is coming to the world
It is my hope
That the airman with his load of bombs
Will pass us by
And when the new world stirs among the ruins
Hopefully seeking its lost, legendary treasure
It will be here my son
Hidden behind the mountains
In the valley of the blue moon preserved by a miracle
For a new renaissance
I wanted to warn you
I wanted to warn you
Of the storm that is coming to the world
I wanted to warn you
I wanted to warn you
Of the storm that is coming to the world
You predict a dark age?
Yes
And when that time comes
To destroy all that is precious in the world
When the strong have devoured each other
Then will the Christian ethic at last be fulfilled
And the meek shall inherit the earth
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Writer(s): Seth Mowshowitz
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