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Aetherical Storm (Aetherical Storm album by Rew’s Metal Eternal)

🔥 Hear more from Rew’s Bands! Stream the full collection — Rew's Metal Eternal, Rew's Rock, Rew's Smooth Waters, Rew's Blues, and Rew's Country Band — on all major platforms worldwide. 🎧 Listen on Spotify | Apple Music | Amazon Music | YouTube Music 💿 Purchase or download from your favorite online store. 💫 Produced & published by Aetherical Musings — Multiple Bands, Infinite Sound, One Vision. Human Conceived and Technologically Enhanced. #RewsBands #AethericalMusings #Metal #Rock #Blues #Country #SmoothWaters #NewMusic #OriginalSongs _________________________________________________________________________________________________ Aetherical Storm (Aetherical Storm album by Rew’s Metal Eternal) Richard Earl Wacker Cosmic dark ahead—I enter the storm. Battle-worn, forlorn—I hold the line. Static in the comms; dust pounds like rain. Step to the light—fight through the pain. Static in my brain, Pounds inside the pain. Stare down—lock in, No drift from mission. Aetherical storm—won’t tear me apart, [HEY] I ride the surge—refuse to depart. Voices swarm—my vision contorts, [HEY] I hold my course through the storm. Cut the drone inside my head, Four-count breaths to kill the dread. Break the patterns, break the forms, Prime ignition—shape the storm. Plasma storm boiling off the bow Whispers echo, “Turn back now.” “Give in”—moans the deafening hiss, Teeth set hard; I clench my fist. Fix my eyes; my pulses calm, Count to four—repeat the psalm. Clear the channel, shape the form, Now my mind commands the storm. Aetherical storm—won’t tear me apart, [HEY] I ride the surge—refuse to depart. Voices swarm—my vision contorts, [HEY] I hold my course through the storm. Plasma arcs lace the bow (/boʊ/), Pressure climbs—I answer now! Arc by arc, I read each wave, Steer for calm I mean to save. Still the noise, align the form, Hands on will—guide the storm. This storm now bends—it cannot break me, [HEY] I ride the surge straight into its heart. Voices press, demanding conform, [HEY] But I command the aetherical storm. Aetherical storm—won’t tear me apart! I ride the surge—refuse to depart! Voices swarm—my vision contorts! I hold my course—through the storm…