We hear the storm coming
Hitting the land
We see the sky opening
The cracks in the ground
As the prophecy said
Our time has come
The ghost army is awake
Our time has come
We're waiting in the fire
The storm's coming
We're waving goodbye
To the dawn and the dream
Overflown by the crows
Crossing black clouds
What could be known
Of tomorrow?
Hitting the land
We see the sky opening
The cracks in the ground
As the prophecy said
Our time has come
The ghost army is awake
Our time has come
We're waiting in the fire
The storm's coming
We're waving goodbye
To the dawn and the dream
Overflown by the crows
Crossing black clouds
What could be known
Of tomorrow?
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