Prescient Dream Testo

Between the eyesof death
the trees of hope
was grown
and watered by the
hands of the fate
The flowers of life
was blown
if i make it to the end
we could all sit back
and laugh
Ahead i see the way
it's a cracked and
broken path
If confusion's the key
Man is torn apart
by nightmares
Sounds of the screams
blood and death
Seek and destroy
If i die on a bed of nails
Would you my friend
be there
To bury the cold and frail
And say the sacred prayer
Tomorow i dreamt
my friend
saw that i was the end
tomorow i know
my friend
leave us no time
Knowledge i know is
a deadly friend
Dawn of man set
the rules
And fate of all of us i see
is in the hands of the fools