Can't Scape

(Verse 1)

In the dead of night, the lightning strikes,

A man is trapped in nature’s fight.

No escape from fate’s cruel hand,

As the storm consumes the land.

(Chorus)

Oh, pity the soul who dares to fight,

Against the fury of the storm’s might.

Lightning steals his breath away,

In the shadows where the lost ones play.

(Verse 2)

Thunder rolls, the heavens cry,

A warning painted across the sky.

No mercy given, no chance to plead,

The storm takes all with ruthless speed.

(Bridge)

He runs, he hides, he prays in vain,

But lightning carves its mark again.

A symphony of fear, so raw,

Played on nature’s ruthless claw.

(Chorus)

Oh, pity the soul who dares to fight,

Against the fury of the storm’s might.

Lightning steals his breath away,

In the darkness where the shadows stay.

(Outro)

And when the storm begins to fade,

The silence tells the price he paid.

Pity the soul who met his fate,

In the cruel embrace of nature’s hate.