I had a dream the other night, a dream I can't forget It woke me with a sense of doom and soaked my sheets in sweat This vision plagues my every thought, the worst is yet to come I fear this dream is coming true, I need to tell someone I dreamt the other night that famine spread across the land The clouds, they held no water and the oceans turned to sand People by the millions were gathered in the streets Their voices had gone quiet, just the sound of marching feet They labored forward blindly, not knowing where or why Their purpose long forgotten, their eyes fixed on the sky Amongst them walked a silent foe, it had no face or name It cared not for your riches, for your power, or your fame Its deadly touch would plant in you, disease to multiply And spread to those around you as the herd emulsified And in the sky, appeared to us its message clear and plain "When I am done, this world, and you will never be the same" Will never be the same Will never be the same