In the depths of my heart, a storm rages on
Like an endless tempest that refuses to die
My hands are tied to the darkest clouds
While the lightning strikes in its blackened sky
Sometimes in life, the storm clouds gather
And the winds of struggle blow hard with hate
But I've learned that in these moments of chaos
Lies an opportunity to grow and change
These shadows may hover, and these clouds may follow
But I'm born a warrior, and I will fight for tomorrow
Because I know one day I will break free
And the light that shines will end this sorrow
And when the storm finally passes
And when the clouds begin to part and fade
I'll stand proud, with my spirit unbroken
Because I know that through it all, I have stayed
