Part one: BLACKENED SKIES
Brooding from blackened skies
Trickle breaks the silence
Where rumors engage the storm
Until it infiltrates........me
Blustering wind tearing into the eyes
Foreboding of the imminent demise
Whipping the simple into complexity
Reminding me of my incapacity
Soughed confusion spreading in my mind
Where are the answers, desires I can't find
PART THREE: WHIRLING TO BITS
Fiercely the cyclone hits
Don't know what's up or down
Faced with my own showdown
I'm trapped in stormy weather
Confusion reigns in my skull
In my world blown asunder
Feeling my self-esteem go under
PART FOUR: TORNADO'S PATH
Sheltering from forceful strike
Must obliterate them alike
like the tornado's outpour
Vexed buildup I can't control
With my truculent death toll
PART FIVE: PANTHEON OF DESTRUCTION
Expedite a conflict imminent
Writhing delusions of grandeur
To a web of volatile blur
The road of red cataclysm
With the strength of nihilism
The name of self-preservation
All to quench the confusion
That's the key to my delusion
The path taken ambiguously
With broken spirit completely More from Unleashed Power