Texty: Eyes Set To Kill. Her Eyes Hold The Apocalypse.

Any minute this could blow, I lit the fuse too late
Any moment we could all go down and sail in flames
Are we sinking, are we under?
The silence right before the storm
Take a breath and take your cover
She's coming back for more

I'll say what I said before
Did it all fall in place just the way you planned?
Or did it all go to waste after I recovered?
Chasing the final storm, chasing the final storm
Placing the final score

Hear the violence in the rain
Is this our resting place
Hold your head low
She is coming down without her grace

She's a natural in disaster
The silence after and before
We're the ones she's chasing after
She's coming back for more

I'll say what I said before
Did it all fall in place just the way you planned?
Or did it all go to waste after I recovered?
Chasing the final storm, chasing the final storm
Placing the final score, chasing the final storm

Her eyes hold the apocalypse
Her eyes hold the apocalypse
Her eyes hold the apocalypse
Her eyes hold the apocalypse