Messenger Of Sorrow

This is the prophecy: Our dreams and hopes denied – Our fates now redesigned Our freedom too confined – Total control of mind The frontline of doom is about to land The decadence of our world is close at hand Caugth in a war, we can not win Surrounds us all and takes you in How can we fight this state we're in Maybe we need something to change within Breath, keep moving Hope for the best, wait for tomorrow Give up (now) – Lay down and hide Expect the worst: Messenger of sorrow This is the prophecy: Our tears and love despised – Our fears now amplified Our sorrow too refined – Now will the stars allign How can we accept this state of mind They're guiding our way as if we're blind Locked in these chains we can not brake The decision is your's not our's to make How can we fight this state we're in Maybe we need something to change within Ring-a-round the rosie A pocket full of posies Ashes! Ashes! We all fall down