The seven trumpets call Locusts fall Darkening the sky and sun The serpent's head will rise from the depths From the corners of your mind Ever wondered why? What's another lie In a dark forest of denial? What's another drop In a deep and diluted sea of compromise? The horsemen gather 'round Line by line Waiting for the chosen one No heads hang in shame All as one Bow to King Oblivion Oh, it makes me cry What's another lie In a forest of denial? What's another drop In a deep and diluted sea of compromise?