Howling screams of the wind remind me
Of all the times I’ve been angry
These quiet words are said but my thoughts still scream louder in my head
To my guitar my emotions I have fed
Turning rhythm into power is a feeling that will never be dead

Chorus (it’s a alternate chorus)

Feel the rhythm
Feel the power
Grasp it like its your final hour

Where the next verse would be

Alternate chorus
Feel the rhythm it’s a pleasant sensation
Feel the power of my creation