| Deep in the eye of the storm
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| On the surface to the unknown
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| Holding on through the endless pain
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| On my journey into the source
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| I’m searching for the embrace
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| In the eye of the storm, the centre cone
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| Here I felt this uplifting stream
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| At my arrival — at the source
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| The first moment
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| They were all brave men
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| The first moment
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| Sleeps in the endless ocean…
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| The first moment
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| They were all brave men
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| The first moment
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| Sleeps in the endless ocean…
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| Deep in the eye of the storm
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| On the surface to the unknown
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| A grasp of air the horizon breach
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| I was spinning through eternity…
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| Beyond the circle of Equator
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| I found the truth to the unknown
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| I found the life giving stream
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| I found — the source
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| The first moment
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| They were all brave men
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| The first moment
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| Now they sleep in the endless ocean…
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| As this man’s journey into himself
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| There is no return
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| From the claws of the sea
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| So alluring…
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| So deep, plumbless
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| Deeper… than all life itself
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| In a pasture of circles
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| I feel it’s warm ember colours
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| Then a bright light surrounds me
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| Like an aura of energy
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| Then the waves wash over me
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| As darkness falls
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| My body is numb
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| As my eyes have gone blind
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| Waves wash over me as darkness falls
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| My body is numb — eyes gone blind
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| Many lost in the darkest sea
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| The first moment…
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| Is this bringer of light here to set me free?
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| Am I in an angel’s shielding embrace
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| Or in the deepest grip of the Devil’s jaw
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| The first moment, is the beginning |