The Storm 歌詞

Making a living has a way of killing men The lungs keep breathing but the soul suffocates within There is nothing new under the sun, it's all the same Need a revival 'cause survival's a losing game Am I fighting the good fight? Am I on the run? I'm not chasing vanity, I'm doing what needs to be done Men in stories have something to conquer A woman to fight for, a war to be waged We were born for the storm, to risk all and rebel To live hard and die well is why we were made I've seen an evil that overcomes us all Packs of good and wicked men are both against the wall What then shall we do when we are destined for the dust? Dig our feet into the earth and roll them sleeves up No matter our station, wages, or trade Our labour is loving, it's a worthy way to spend all our days Men in stories have something to conquer A woman to fight for, a war to be waged We were born for the storm, to risk all and rebel To live hard and die well is why we were made This life's a vapour that quickly escapes My love, my hate, my memory will soon be erased So let's breathe in this vapour and drink this sea dry Doing that greatly 'til our last day arrives Men in stories have something to conquer A woman to fight for, a war to be waged We were born for the storm, to risk all and rebel To live hard and die well is why we were made