Children of the Storm - Virgin Steele

The wicked wind is howling and it’s screaming out my name

Above the ring of fire, the necromancer reigns

With thunder and lightning, he enforces his command

Of evil, lust and violence, destruction rules the land

Chorus:

Children of the Storm

On and on we run

Children of the Storm

Trying to find the sun

With wrathful hearts we’ve scaled the fortress

Whose summits reach the sky

In vain we roared and were defeated

His majesty reigns high