Nine hours passed and how long will it last   said the man with the plan and a gun in his hand.   He´s scared but prepared it might be as he feared   are they still in control and safe behind the wall.   This evening´s too quiet oh we need a real riot   to shake and to break and to bite like a snake.   We´re stuck in this attic so bored and so static   tomorrow they´ll ask us to throw off our masks.      But the storm is a´coming ´cross the hills tonight   like a vain full of rain to the   hearts that should fight.   The storm is a´coming ´cross the hills tonight   like a vain full of rain to the   hearts that should fight.      Mary´s like me she´s a loser to be   got a lock on her door and a bed on the floor.   They will know they will win and then they´ll come in.   There´s nothing you could say to lead them astray.      We still live in silence like sworn threats of violence.   I long for an end and it´s coming round the bend.   If we live through this night and we´d still be allright.   We´d flee to Siam or a bar in Amsterdam.      But the storm is a´coming ´cross the hills tonight   like a vain full of rain to the   hearts that should fight.   The storm is a´coming ´cross the hills tonight   like a vain full of rain to the   hearts that should fight.