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