Through the rain
Through the clouds
That comes from nowhere

Strom blows gale
For the unquenchable wings
Rain , drops of tears and blood
For the dry heart

I'm your satelite

Feel the ravengefull words and lies
These aren't for us
Hopeing ofr a few good friends
A glass of wine
These are all that we need

That comes from nowhere
That comes again

I'm your satelite