Eye Of The Cyclone

Rain, in rain I feel like

I'm purified with hatred

Subconscious fears, obsessions

Lay you ear to the ground to hear the weakened pulse

Chasing with the wind you'll never know which prophet's false

This is the calm before the storm

Pray for the one drop on the dried out soil

In rain I feel like

I'm purified with hatred

Subconscious fears, obsessions

The sea of my dreams has run dry

Once filled should never be touched by the time

By absorbing every movement

I create the image of a perfect world

Sky is the limit

Finally you can unfold your wings

Chorus: Rain, in rain I feel like

I'm purified with hatred

Subconscious fears, obsessions

Eye