The eyes of the storm are watching me
A murderous silence is gasping for air
Dark clouds are resting, can't flee
I see my breath, it's cold and clear
My eyes show emptiness, not fear
I feel the hungry sea around
I slip into the muddy ground
(this muddy street)
The silence is like a brother to me
It gives me sense behind my mind
I feel the hands of silence and peace
Salvation - makes me blind
