Eye of the Storm Lyrics
Finding holes in the fabric of your mind
Chasing lore of some other one another time
Shining flaws in the fetters of sunshine
Everything’s yours, everything’s yours
Please don’t break the silence
It’s deafening roar
This time i can’t ignore
Holding the prize bent on owning things so lovely
Pressing on in the storm
Through the sands of time
Facing hordes in the 7th moon the 7th time
Why can’t you just get out of my head some time
Never quite sure, never quite sure
And they fight for their honor
And they hold their own separate ties
And they both remain
Everything’s lost and their fine
The white horse is symbolic of course
Led by the prophets they say
In thine glory, the autocrats worry
Opuses paved by their graves
It haunts their eyes
Wandering alibis
Rise of the storm
The eye of the storm passes by
The tides rolling, his honor bestowing
Fracturing waves on parade
Glass eye probing, their numbers all-knowing
Festering mobs are restrained
And they fight for their honor
And they hold their own separate ties
And they both remain nailed to the cross
Time marches on
Everything’s lost and their fine