Storms of Tragedy - Spoil Engine

Storm’s coming in

Eyes roll back in their sockets

Legs are shaking

Teeth are breaking

Cold sweat dripping from my back

Lips are bursting

Hearts are aching

Oh!

Panic enters my veins

Water’s rising

Time keeps ticking

I’m stuck in the undertow

Storms of tragedy

Wash away

Storms of tragedy

Coming in. the black and sin

Not here not now, not anywhere

Feet are crushing

Arms are twisting

The smell of sulfur fills the room

Nails are scratching

Skin is itching