The Eye

Livin in a life of looming doom nearby
as cause of not using the lies for salvation
I ride my own destruction
washing ashore in hell
please take me back to the eye of the storm

Please take me back
to the calm of the eye
eye of the storm
dead in the night
Please take me back to the calm of the eye
dead but alive

Feeling krackens breath in my neck
as a hound released to punish me
I dont comply, no I deny your false prophets and traps
and hope that the storm never draws its last breath
screaming unto the end

Please take me back
to the calm of the eye
eye of the storm
dead in the night
Please take me back to the calm of the eye
dead but alive

I never feared the end cause
I´ve always been on the lam
dead in the night on my steel horse
I regret nothing