The Storm - Cesium 137, Cesium_137

Pain is the measure

By which I stand

How far can you push

A broken man

Anxiety fills these days

Without end

Time will tell

Time is a bitter friend

I’ve come to terms with honesty

To control the emotion

With devotion

To this plague of the mind

For all the years I tried to hide

Try to hide…

I know

There’s no time

No time to run and hide

I’ll face

The storm

This rage i hold inside

Anger turns to seething

The pain of repression

I lie bleeding

Try to hold it all

Exploding before i fall

Before i fall.

I know

There’s no time

No time to run and hide

I’ll face

The storm

This rage i hold inside