Whether To Cry Or Destory Lyrics - Shai Hulud

The salt from my eyes burn 

As does the acid of my tongue. 

Might I unearth the hatchet 

And put it to proper use. 

Might a tempest relieve me of sound and sight. 

My hand is poised, and in fury. 

Only thunder gives me rest. 

Dare me to breathe 

When I can't catch my breath. 

Sway my temper's balance. 

Only thunder gives me rest.