A symphony of shattered glass and screams

(Verse 1) Steel sky bleeds a bruised and purple hue, The wind, a beast, begins its wild debut. A whisper first, then roaring, tearing might, The ocean churns, a darkness swallowing light. They called it "Fury," "Wrath," a name of dread, But "Hurricane of Pain" sits in my head. (Chorus) A symphony of shattered glass and screams, A tidal wave of broken, twisted dreams. The concrete cracks, the power lines ignite, A howling chorus in the endless night. "Hurricane of Pain," a name that chills the bone, A city drowned, a world we've overthrown. (Verse 2) The rain, a hammer, pounds upon the roof, A fragile shelter, offering scant proof. The water rises, creeping through the door, A silent monster, hungry for the floor. We cling to rafters, hear the timbers groan, And pray for dawn, though hope has overthrown. (Chorus) A symphony of shattered glass and screams, A tidal wave of broken, twisted dreams. The concrete cracks, the power lines ignite, A howling chorus in the endless night. "Hurricane of Pain," a name that chills the bone, A city drowned, a world we've overthrown. (Bridge) The eye descends, a moment's eerie calm, A false reprieve, before the storm's alarm. The silence screams, a prelude to the fall, The second wave, to claim and conquer all. A desperate gasp, a final, whispered plea, "Oh, mercy, spare what's left of you and me." (Chorus) A symphony of shattered glass and screams, A tidal wave of broken, twisted dreams. The concrete cracks, the power lines ignite, A howling chorus in the endless night. "Hurricane of Pain," a name that chills the bone, A city drowned, a world we've overthrown. (Outro) The water recedes, a mud-caked, broken scene, A silent graveyard, where life has never been. And in the wreckage, whispers start to rise, A haunting echo, of the storm's demise. "Hurricane of Pain," a memory so deep, A scar that lingers, while the wounded sleep.