Among Two Storms - Rotting Christ

Full moon — raise the rainbow

The sea experts — prepare the bow

An optical miracle — a moon as big as one

Two thunders

High strain

Threaten the mankind

Among two storms

It buzzes around your ears

An easy day will follow the twilight

It must be the last full moon

It’s near the promised time

The thunder bears two mothers

The mother bears two sons

Echoes in the distance

All turn to sun’s size

It’s hot although it’s midnight

The mothers died at once

Father itself the rainbow

Both sons will last no more