Tekster: From Atlantis. Arrival of a Rival.

Could this be just a memory,
What have we done to to deserve this?
To deserve this?

Could this be just the way we are,
or is this something else?
Something we can't control,
anymore, anymore.

Is this a sign,
of whats to become?
To ask what caused this.

When misery begins,
this is what we're all afraid of,
in the eye of the storm.
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To take us home,
as if we were weightless.
Swept us all away,
as if we were nothing.

Oh!

When misery begins,
this is what we're all afraid of,
in the eye of the storm.
(x2)