Made of Storm — Moonspell

I am the flood who drags the dirt and lives on it She is the soil with whom I flirt and rots with it I am the flood who purifies I guess she calls Me the Lord of Lies

when I?m inside her feels like she is made of Storm

I am the flood who likes the dirt and sleeps with it she is the soil with whom I flirt she rots within I am the flood who purifies She does not know she?s fucking with the Lord of Lies

when I?m inside her feels like she is made of Storm