Leverage - Stormchild Lyrics

Get the lyrics to the song: Stormchild by Leverage at LyricsKeeper.com.
Stormchild

Stormchild Lyrics |
---|
What Are The Lyrics For Stormchild By Leverage?
Some said, it's nothing but a story
Some swore, it's all just old man's fairy tales Beware, she's come to claim her glory Here comes the stormchild Behold, the heir of mother nature Dark clouds, her fingers weaving nightmares through the skies Tiptoe the mountains, dance the waters Her fate is just a heartbeat away, a heartbeat away Stormchild, stormchild Laughing as she rides across the skies Stormchild, stormchild Now the time is here, better bow in fear before her Worship the stormchild Closing in from all directions The hailing thunder, roaring wind, the storming clouds Steamroll the skies, enrage the waters And we can only watch her play, it's time to pay Stormchild, stormchild Laughing as she rides across the skies Stormchild, stormchild Now the time is here, better bow in fear before her Worship the stormchild Ruler of the skies, yeah Worship the stormchild Kneel before her might, oh yeah No need for asking why Time to live, time to die Kneel and pray for your poor souls Storm's rising, you will fall Stormchild, stormchild Laughing as she rides across the skies Stormchild, stormchild Now the time is here, better bow in fear before her Worship the stormchild Ruler of the skies, oh yeah Worship the stormchild Kneel before her might, oh yeah |
Who Wrote Stormchild By Leverage?
Heikkinen
|
What's The Duration Of The Stormchild By Leverage?The duration of Stormchild is 4:59 minutes and seconds. |
More Lyrics
0 | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | A | B | C | D | E | F | G | H | I | J | K | L | M | N | O | P | Q | R | S | T | U | V | W | X | Y | Z
Lyrics Of The Day
- The Rockin' Highliners: It Doesn't Matter Yo this is the Rock kicking it with the Refugee camp…
- Buck Clarke: I'll Remember April This lovely day will lengthen into evening…
- Katherine Ellis: When You Touch Me [Bart B Moor Dub] Well you're boring me now…
- Mukala: Regret Maybe I was six or maybe five or three…
- Mary Ellen Tanner: But Not for Me Old man sunshine listen you…