The wind is weak
It doesn't dare blow away sadness
It's too afraid to take anger
I stand in front of the tornado
It breaks and tears apart
But my fury and despair...
Take my tears with you, I don't need them
Thrash my world, break my limbs...
They're a nuisance
I like you weak, show nature is powerless
Because what I don't mean to part with...
What I would have no console without...
I what I know you refuse to take.