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The Storm, It's Coming Lyrics
Breaking from the feast
From the decade of defeat
On a new road with no true north I see it
Well, there's doubt in every face
And there's a liar on the stage
What good is it if he don't himself believe in it?
Every clap rings out a warning
Get ready for the storm, it's coming
It's coming
There's a slap back in the face
For a sin you can't erase
And a coin dropped in the box don't change the meaning
There's a storm and it's a-raging
In the belly of the slave
And it's coming
It's coming
It's coming
It's coming
When the wind howls at your gate
Already it is too late
It's coming
It's coming
From the decade of defeat
On a new road with no true north I see it
Well, there's doubt in every face
And there's a liar on the stage
What good is it if he don't himself believe in it?
Every clap rings out a warning
Get ready for the storm, it's coming
It's coming
For a sin you can't erase
And a coin dropped in the box don't change the meaning
There's a storm and it's a-raging
In the belly of the slave
And it's coming
It's coming
It's coming
It's coming
Already it is too late
It's coming
It's coming
Song Info
Submitted by
gtg427s On Jun 19, 2012
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Glen talked during a concert in Austria about what this song means: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lmnVcSvwcNo
It's about his home country of Ireland
Another version of the lyrics...
Waking from the feast, from the decade of the beast On a new road with no true north to see yet Well there's doubt in every face When there's a liar on the stage What good is it, if he don't himself believe in it?
Every clap, rings out a warning Get ready for the storm, its coming Its coming
There's a slap back in the face For a sin you can't erase And a coin dropped in the box don't change the meaning There's a storm, and its a raging In the belly of the slave and its coming Its coming Its coming Its coming
And when the wind howls at your gate Already it is too late its coming its coming