Epitaph
The wall on which the prophets wrote
- The wall on which the prophets wrote
- Is cracking at the seams
- Upon the instruments of death
- The sunlight brightly gleams
- When every man is torn apart
- With nightmares and with dreams
- Will no one lay the laurel wreath
- When silence drowns the screams
- Confusion will be my epitaph
- As I crawl a cracked and broken path
- If we make it we can all sit back and laugh
- But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying
- Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying
- Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying
- Between the iron gates of fate
- The seeds of time were sown
- And watered by the deeds of those
- Who know and who are known
- Knowledge is a deadly friend
- If no one sets the rules
- The fate of all mankind I see
- Is in the hands of fools
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