Storm Before the Calm

Bitter winds chill my narrow path,
The Iorn Rod is slick with rain.
My hold is slipping, the thunder pushes back,
Mists of darkness cry my name.

I strengthen my grip, this isn't the first time,
It wont be the last time,
I'll fight again this time.
I remember tasting this rain,
Pushing through these dark clouds of pain!
I remember braving the night,
Holding on till morning's first light!
I remember the dawn, It's just the storm before the calm.

Lightning strikes, I close my eyes,
And bow my head against the wind,
I trust the Rod to guide me right.
I know relief will come again.

I strengthen my grip, this isn't the first time,
It wont be the last time,
I'll fight again this time.
I remember tasting this rain,
Pushing through these dark clouds of pain!
I remember braving the night,
Holding on till morning's first light!
I remember the dawn, It's just the storm before the calm!

I remember tasting this rain,
Pushing through these dark clouds of pain!
I remember braving the night,
Holding on till morning's first light!
I remember the dawn, It's just the storm before the calm.

It's just the storm before the calm.
Just a storm before the calm.