With the Wind Comes the Rain - Godsend

Darkness, depression

A wind of thought flows through my mind

With it comes aggression

Peace I cannot find

I try to control my feelings

I burst out crying

My life is peeling

I wish that I was dying

Darkness, depression

A wind of thought flows through my mind

With it comes aggression

Peace I cannot find

With the wind comes the rain

With the wind comes the rain

With the wind comes the rain

With the wind comes the rain…