The Calm Before the Storm

Grey...

Grey in grey

No more colour in your eyes

No need to stay, suffering on a thousand cries

Sad, sad to see

No individuality

Destructive convenience, losing touch from brain-dead reality

Last days in Hell, can't you tell

Theoretically brain-dead, the evil dwells

Suffering in a haze, the last days

Standardization can't bear the deprivation

Last days in Hell, soul to sell

Angry people have given you a bad spell

Beyond the norm, it's hard to perform

The game of life like a disastrous storm

The symptoms of the evolution

Burn like fire in your soul

The twister is taking form

The calm before the storm

Silence beyond the norm

The calm before the storm

Last days in Hell, can't you tell

Theoretically brain-dead, the evil dwells

The symptoms of the evolution

Burn like fire in your soul

The twister is taking form

The calm before the storm

Silence beyond the norm

The calm before the storm

The awakening deprivates deep manic depression

The pits of insanity testifies: possession – but it's a useless call

The twister is taking form

The calm before the storm

Silence, silence, silence beyond the norm

The calm before the storm

Grey in grey

No more colour in your eyes

Can't you hear the thousand cries?