The Storm

My hair flows in the gentle breeze The ocean mirrors the sky's deep blue This yacht’s been tried in many quests Ropes are strong, just like my grip This isn’t my first test The wind is rising Waters wild and free The blackness thickens from above A trial’s set for me today I'm standing on the edge again And going to stay here I am the force that seeks a way I am the chaos within the calm Is my fate just pointless, cruel destruction Without a cause, without a balm? The taste of metal on my lips Yet still I stand my ground When you head straight into disaster There’s no other way around If luck smiles at me today I’ll do this again and won't be dismayed If luck smiles at me today I’ll do this again and won't be dismayed If luck smiles at me today I’ll do this again and won't be dismayed I am the force that seeks a way I am the chaos within the calm Is my fate just pointless, cruel destruction Without a cause, without a balm? If luck smiles at me today I’ll do this again and won't be dismayed If luck smiles at me today I’ll do this again and won't be dismayed If luck smiles at me today I’ll do this again and won't be dismayed