Tomorrow's Dead Days

Illuminate spheres in the dark This visionary hope will die soon Without the guiding light silver spears breaking through Sealed off the eyes of gods Shutdown daylight The white disease drained the oceans Painted our horizon bleak Beyond the heavens,

Flying high between stars With closed eyes in the dark Reaching for the hazy moon Screaming for the ruin Painting mankind's doom Grotesque images haunt me as I flow Through this chaos and disorder man has grown Falling deeper, sinking low In a whirlp