Crippled Black Phoenix
Born In A Hurricane
I hold atmospheric understandings.Nightmare vehicle crashes heed my honour of dying wishes.Like a shark, I'll no slow down.From the whirlwinds of a man, through the cyclones of a child.Perseverance is my way.An idiom from root of tongue.I am Born in Hurricane.(I see Victory)O'er thunderous pavements I have walkedMy armour's resin stays unscathed.Charts navigate toward my grave.In the cauldron of those crimson mornings, I hit the ground running.Inside maelstrom of the evening storms, the birth place of hurricane,I'll be found composing blacklists, I'll be found weathering the storm.In the cauldron of those crimson mornings, I hit the ground running.
From Letras Mania