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...