Defeated to Cruelty of the Storm

From the eighths of the northern mountains
Come the coldest blizzards
From the enormous south-eastern waters
Come the biggest typhoons

From the hot middle east
Come the unbearable sand storms
And from the great plateau of the south
Come the majestic everblowing southern winds

Now you feel death all around
Your senses are incapacitated
From the forces of nature
Controlled by our sorcery

You are drowning under the rain
You are tearing to pieces by the wind
Nothing you can do because you are
Defeated To The Cruelty Of The Storm

Look at the lightnings
Listen to the thunders
Fell the hurricane winds
The senses of death blowing your soul

We come within the storm
Bringing blood and death
Storming with Cruelty
We are hearing your sorrow
And now hear Our Screams.