The Reversal

Ancient bitter truth, a prophecy untold.

Summit of fate, morning star blindfolded.

In the very deep of you, there’s no fear to the doom,

Only hope that lasting words don’t fade out as smoke.

Time has come where you can’t hide, pray your psalms, here are the tides.

A large row of barren hearts will walk along with reversal.

The field decayed to the floor and the only exit: chaos door.

From the mantle to the core, a new beginning to explore…a dead end.

Time has come where you can’t hide, pray your psalms, here are the tides.

A large row of barren hearts will walk along with reversal.

We are standing and waiting...for edging pain.

I can see no future...just the void to come.

Pray and atone...Atone for us all...

Time has come where you can’t hide, pray your psalms, here are the tides.

A large row of barren hearts will walk along with reversal.

Prelude to the final dawn, the safer place is no one.

Grab your sins. It’s the time to atone for them all. Atone….