When you're caught in an unfortunate storm,
It's hard to find the way back home,
When its pitch dark and perilously cold,
You barely know what the path ahead behold,
Feel lost by this temporal blind,
Anger will rise to ambush you from behind,
When answers in the dark are hard to find,
Listen to your inner light for a new path to define,
Truth may be obscured by cold blooded lies,
But no one can ever see its eventual demise,
Muster a mighty heart against this barbarous blight,
Never let it to thwart your precious plight,
Don't ever lose even a slightest hope,
When you climb against the steepest slope,
Just hang in there, even at the verge of disarray,
You will survive, and the storm will pass away.
