This is the prophecy: Our dreams and hopes denied - our fates now redesigned Our freedom too confined - total control of mind Our tears and love despised – our fears now amplified Our sorrow too refined - now will the stars allign 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 to change within One day there's nothing left of us Only a pile of bones and dust Try to achieve a new level of rage Take a new start - turn a blank page Push those forth - against the wall Spread the disease to make them fall Breath, keep moving Hope for the best – wait for tomorrow Give up (now) - lay down and hide Expect the worst: messenger of sorrow Ring-a-round the rosie - a pocket full of posies Ashes! ashes! we all fall down