Eye Of The Storm - Liege Lord

A tailored suit of terror

Rains from the sky

Made of us all

Thousands will die

Burning, surrounding, nowhere to hide

But they’re looking for those

Who can’t see the light, yeah

A vast cry of outrage

Raises its head

A little too late

Thousands are dead

Burning, surrounding, nowhere to hide

But they’re looking for those

Who can’t see the light, yeah

(in the eye) of the storm

If we don’t act now, then actors we’ll be

Playing the part of life’s insanity

(Repeat chorus)

Burning, surrounding, nowhere to hide

But they’re looking for those

Who can’t see the light, again, & again & again

You better not ever, Get caught dead lying in the

Eye of the storm