The Calm Before 
The Storm 
Grey in grey - no more colour in your eyes 
No need to stay, suffering on a thousand cries 
Sad, sad to see - no individuality 
Destructive convencience 
Losing touch from brainded reality 
The last days in hell, can't you tell 
Theoretically braindead evil dwells 
Suffering in a haze, the last days 
Standartization - can't bear the deprivation 
The last days in hell, soul to sell 
Angry people haven given you a bad spell 
Beyond the norm, it's hard to perform 
The game of life like a disastrous storm 
The symptoms of the evolution 
Burn like fire in your soul 
The twister is taking form 
The calm before the storm 
Silence beyond the norm 
The calm before the storm 
The last days in hell, can't you tell 
Theoretically braindead evil dwells 
The awakening deprivates deep manic depression 
The pits of insanity testifies: possession - but it's a useless call 
Grey in grey... no more colours in your eyes... 
Can't you hear the thousand cries... theoretically braindead...