Mark my words, heed this warning

I come with the darkest of tidings

For I have seen the storm that’s approaching

A vast and unrelenting tide

That will not be stopped and will not be denied

Such is the price of our hubris

Such is the cost of our arrogant pride

It’s time to pay the piper what he’s owed

It’s time to reap the harvest (we have sown)

So what are you willing to sacrifice?

What are you willing to offer for a glimpse of the future?

How could we predict our own demise?

Ignoring the oracle’s warning

An eye for an eye, has left us all blind…

Count your blessings, learn your lessons

For truth is a powerful weapon

Sharp enough to sever the ties of deception

And the tangled webs we weave

But none are as blind as those who will not see

And none are truly enslaved

As those who believe themselves free

Is it a blessing or is it a curse?

Seeing the shape of the future

And knowing it’s only getting worse

Dead men will tell no tales, to those who will not listen

So will you learn from their mistakes, or simply repeat them?

Forever repeating the same mistakes

Over and over and over again

So what are you willing to sacrifice?

What are you willing to offer for a glimpse of the future?

How could we predict our own demise?

Ignoring the oracle’s warning

An eye for an eye, has left us all blind

To the rising of the tide