The Storm

It was a wager with my demons
For a story told on stage
The dead had not been settled-in
I'm running out of space

They'll be coming to collect tonight
Can only pray the last
I'm running for so long
Sometimes I wish I would collapse

This is a story of a dead man
Who is running out of time
They see me in the shadows
'Cause I take them where I hide

And I am grateful to believe
That I could make it through the night
With every greatest sin
I am running out of life

I spill my blood into the moment
Pour my heart out on display
Will I ever make it back?
I haven't slept at home in days

I see the fire of your anger
But I'm feeding off the flames
I understand that you're upset
I see you're crying in the rain

You can find me bleeding
Kickin' and screaming, lost in the feeling
You have lost all reason
We're all the same

We're caught
In the eye of the storm
It's not safe here
We're caught
In the eye of the storm
I can't stay here

You would have lived your life unbroken
You can stare into the sun
But your destiny has chosen
And the answers never come

So you think about surrender
And survival on the run
If you're caught out in the open
And your destiny is done

I am the chester of the masters for the conflicts that I face
Judgement passing by the people who have never known a chase
Right be damned it's dangerous, pretend I'm no disgrace
It's a racetrack never-ending where the finish line's a grave

Whoa-oh-oh-oh
Finish line's a grave
Whoa-oh-oh-oh

We're caught
In the eye of the storm
It's not safe here
We're caught
In the eye of the storm
I can't stay here

We're caught
In the eye of the storm
I'm afraid here
We're caught
In the eye of the storm
I can't stay here

It was a wager with my demons
For a story told on stage
But the dead had not been settled-in
I'm running out of space
They'll be coming to collect tonight
Can only pray the last
I'm running for so long sometimes
I wish I would collapse



Credits
Writer(s): Cristien Moser
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