Prophecy

A living giving corpse so weak
a sacred path where do we fall
desired anguish fear of life
makes martyrs of us all

Delusioned prayers fill the air
a hopeful soul is hard to see
human cruelty frozen in time
a world so hard to feed
Chorus:
nothing seems to matter
the rain begins to fall
nothing to believe in
even angels learn to fall
A trantic march into the sea
being hunted to extinction
this human bond of frail mortality
a tarnished ground of true conviction
A teardrop falls behind closed walls
there's so much more of life to see
the closing of the door
the mind and so much more
a broken moment to believe

torment and anger
runs through my veins
leaving me cold inside
surrender your feeling
Unfolding is the veil
turning love to despair
This anger
a silent rage
this anger
a silent rate