I was swallowed up alive, fought back, and killed it from the inside
Now all I have is a broken fortress, a broken mind
I was swallowed up alive, fought back, and killed it from the inside
Now all I have is a broken fortress, a broken mind
Is this a dream or something much bigger?
I laugh in your face with blasphemous intent
And the words of some god stamped on my lips
The room spins
This place is getting smaller as the smoke clears
And we enter the eye of the storm
The eye of the fucking storm
I hear the words that you're saying, but they were never quite clear
It's apparent that everything in your darkest thoughts about me must be true
Was this really your plan?
The room spins
This place is getting smaller as the smoke clears
And we enter the eye
And we enter the eye of the storm