The Storm
On a stormy night
So long ago
The wind and the rains
Were out of control
And my life is on
A long lonesome road
As I battle a storm
Deep down in my soul
The winds from hell
Are trying to possess
My soul.
Satan calls me
toward his thrown
but I battle a storm
to save my soul.
As I fight
off the evil
down these winding roads.
So do you remember
way back when
things haven?t changed
and you still don?t
seem to understand
so don?t try
to change me
I am just
the way I am.
May be some day soon
you will understand
I am a long lost soul
fighting for our man
my mind is not warped
I have to fight hard
I am in battle
with the devil
and I soon will overcome.
So don?t bring things
down on me.
May be some day soon
you will be able to see
that I am
on the road
   to prosperity.
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