The Storm के बोल

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 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.