Verse 1 Storm in my heartbeat, thunder when I rise, Tribal drums echo deep across the skies. Voices of the mountains callin’ out my name, Winds of the desert dancin’ in the flame. Rain on my spirit, wash away the fear, The people chant louder when the clouds appear. Hands to the earth, feel the fire under, We move with the lightning, we move with the thunder. Bridge When the sky turns red and the night grows cold, We rise as one, let the rhythm take control. Storm in our chest, fire in our breath, We dance with the weather like we conquer death. Drums getting louder — winds spinning wild, Tonight every warrior becomes the child Of thunder… of rain… of power untold, Hear the storm speak in stories of old. Chorus Weather of the soul, let the storm unfold, Dancing in the rain with the brave and the bold. Tribal hearts beating like the skies on fire, Lift your voice higher, higher, higher! Weather of the night, let the winds ignite, Feel the heavy drop shaking all the light. Ohhh— the weather moves us, controls us, grooves us! Verse 2 Sunrise glow on the rhythm of the tribe, Flutes in the air with a wild-spirit vibe. Drums like waves on the ocean floor, Every hit stronger than the one before. Clouds roll in, but we never retreat, Barefoot warriors stompin’ to the beat. Lightning cracks — boom — energy flows, We are the storm everywhere we go. Bridge When the sky turns red and the night grows cold, We rise as one, let the rhythm take control. Storm in our chest, fire in our breath, We dance with the weather like we conquer death. Drums getting louder — winds spinning wild, Tonight every warrior becomes the child Of thunder… of rain… of power untold, Hear the storm speak in stories of old. Chorus Weather of the soul, let the storm unfold, Dancing in the rain with the brave and the bold. Tribal hearts beating like the skies on fire, Lift your voice higher, higher, higher! Weather of the night, let the winds ignite, Feel the heavy drop shaking all the light. Ohhh— the weather moves us, controls us, grooves us! Hook (Catchy, powerful, chantable) Weather, weather — feel it in your bones, Storm in the rhythm, storm in the tones. Lift your hands higher, higher together, We move to the heartbeat of the weather! Ohhh—yeah, ohhh—yeah, Dance with the wind, feel the storm forever! Verse 3 Voices chant ancient words in the sky, Calling down thunder as the spirits fly. Rhythm of the earth, magic of the rain, Every drop fallin’ sings our name. Winds twist wild through the sacred ground, Bass hits heavy like a storm breaking down. Raise your hands up — feel the power gather, Tonight we dance with the soul of the weather. Crowd Chants (Tribal / Epic) (Deep, rhythmic, layered voices) “HEY—HA! HEY—HA! Move with the weather—HEY—HA!” “Ohhh—ayee, ohhh—ayee!” “THUNDER RISE! THUNDER RISE!” “DRUMS OF THE SKY! DRUMF OF THE SKY!”