Note: I got the first line of this, and the rest just seem to follow.
Youth like a storm in his hands
Waiting to crash upon the world
In a burst of something new
And never seen
But storms are mercurial;
It turns this way and that
It climbs his spine
And shakes the fences of his head
Raw
Power
Confusion
Head full of lightning
Cigarettes alcohol and weed
Gotta feel
More
Less
Something, anything, nothing
Stand on the rooftops and scream
HALLELUJAH!!
God is reborn in the hands of sixteen