There's a storm on the horizon
There's a shadow on your door
There's a sense of dread that's rising
And it's coming back for more
It doesn't matter what you say
Too late to change the damage that you've done
There's a feeling you can't run from
There's a gnawing sense of doubt
The wheel has come around and caught you underneath
We all know what you're about
It doesn't matter what you say
You can't escape, there's nowhere left to run
The quiet of the night
Is the hope of empty men
But the eyes you cannot face
And you won't be rid of them
There's a vision in your nightmare
And eyes you dare not meet
Your soul is dead and hollow
Dehumanized
Dehumanized and incomplete
It doesn't matter what you say
You can't escape, there's nowhere left to run
It didn't have to be this way
It didn't have to be
The quiet of the night
Is the hope of empty men
But the eyes you cannot face
The eye
The quiet of the night
Is the hope of empty men
But the eyes you cannot face
And you won't be rid of them
