The Calm Before The Storm - Arcana

Holding heard on to the wings of the angel

So afraid to let loose

And we have kept our hands over the eyes

So afraid to take sides

But now when the dark age has come

Maybe we will see through the storm

Through the lies and the world of grey

All these lies…

So come with me through the storm

See the other side of common sence

We can no longer deny the truth

How horrible it may seem…