The Prophet

The curse to know the things before they happen,
The curse to have the wings and have no heaven.

Disturbing visions burn my eyes,
I see the future, turned to sand.

Day by day I lose my mind,
Someone’s whispering inside,
World is driving to the hell
No one will believe my tale.
Fate is cruel, and so is time
Everyone will someday die.
So much closer to the edge,
But I cannot make a change.

Disturbing visions burn my eyes,
I see the future, turned to sand.

Day by day I lose my mind,
Someone’s whispering inside,
Showing me the true as is,
Every pest and each disease.
Hallucinogenic waltz
In the room with bumpless walls
So much closer to the edge,
Burning world around my cage.

Day by day I lose my mind,
Someone’s whispering inside,
World is driving into hell
No one will believe my tale.
Hallucinogenic waltz
In the room with bumpless walls
So much closer to the edge,
Burning world around my cage.