
Eye Of The Storm Songtext
On A Never Ending Plain,
Awakening My Senses
A Breeze Is Growing
Stirring Skies Above
Something's Not The Same,
The Air Around Is Seething
A Godly Presence,
Spirits Taking Off
Coming Nearer
Storm Is Brewing
Ready To Fight
Overtaking
Awakening My Senses
A Breeze Is Growing
Stirring Skies Above
Something's Not The Same,
The Air Around Is Seething
A Godly Presence,
Spirits Taking Off
Coming Nearer
Storm Is Brewing
Ready To Fight
LANGE, MATTHIAS/BASSE, HENNING/RATZ, LARS
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