Tekster:
Stone Storm Inside The Calm

the right answers They reign in fear, but I won't change Weirdo, psychopathic eyes, reflections of yesterday Psycho, schizophrenic stare, there's storm inside the calm

There for me from earliest days Made this tale so mine Storm...you almighty, earth, seas and flames Here I am standing Bare in my honesty Calm in the

and resound through caverns that the breeze has kissed Drawn inside, you hear a tone as each foot hits a stepping stone The music soothes and calms

a wheel The torture goes on and on It goes on and on and on From the cradle to the grave In the calm in the storm On and on and on On and on From the

Yeah, I could hide in the calm of the eye of the storm And never blow away Well, I'm a young man with a knife to my back Some things never seem to

a storm inside of me CHORUS Jesus They drove the cold nails through Your tired hands And rolled a stone to seal Your grave Feels like the devil's rolled a stone

the dealer Trying to save your soul In the beginning all you wanted Was the calm before the storm If the bluebird plays the eagle He finds his song will turn to stone

Force-fed resurrection Swirling misconception Searching for the calm Lost within the storm Lasting contemplation Hanging from a rope Slowly burning through

[I: Under The Eyes of Serpents] New try to catch full breath While heart by stone encumbered Existence's anguish burns And vital force reduced to dust