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Alone in the silence with the trees sleeping I am waiting patiently I am waiting for the storms Fresh and pure strength, I desire, and I will recieve from the mighty storms fresh and pure strength I am waiting My soul is empty there are many rooms to be filled with my majestic masters strength now, as I watch the woods in the valleys far away I see the trees dancing soon, I will gain my strength Come, my lord of the storms I am waiting for your storms come, my lord of the storms I am waiting for your storms waiting for the storms From Letras Mania