Glen Hansard - The Storm, It's Coming lyrics

Waking on a field from the decade of the beast On a new road with no true north I see it Well, there's doubt in every face And there's a light here on the stage What good is it if he don't himself believe in it? Every clash brings out a warning Get ready for the storm, it's coming It's coming There's a slap back in the face For a sin you can't erase And a coin drops in the box don't change the meaning [?] There's a storm and it's a-raging In the belly of the slave [?] And it's coming It's coming It's coming It's coming When the wind howls at your gate Already it is too late It's coming It's coming