In times of war and death 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..