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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 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