In times of war and d**h
Mankind seems so lost
The hour has struck to regret
Better hide behind the cross
Yet constantly reminded
By the atrocities abroad
Your conscience keeps denying
That a heart could be this cold
Chorus:
The future of our dreams
We cannot seem to reach - to reach
To contemplate our sins
And realize in the end no one wins
I see no sign of peace
Not a soothsayer am I
Keep my predictions on a leash
Inspired by the blood red sky
The end is drawing closer
It's been said so many times before
"Apocalyptic revelation"
Yet this time it is for sure...