The Wave

Whispers in the distance
Grows in the horizon

Across blue plains violently
Like cascades fall onto the beach
In the air blindly rolls
Unleashes the thunder; echo now grows, yeah

Glows in the horizon
Simmers down below

Red flailing tongues suffer their ardour
Voracious, their hands grasp ever harder
Like a surge to be free
There’s a current up from the deep

Moves with vigour
See the wave, it rolls
Heed the wave, it calls
Feel the wave that glows
Mind thе power that grows
The wave