18 February 2013
The storm is a battle field
The victor still unknown
Wind is whistling into your ear
Sounding the alarm that the battle has begun
Followed by the drums of thunder
Like horses hooves on a concrete road
Beating though hearts contempt
Announcing to there opponent they are not alone
A flash of lightning strikes
Killing off an enemy whom stood in its path
As quickly as it began
It ends
Leaving behind a symbol of victory
Glimmering across the sky
The Storm Is A Battle Field • Opuss № I