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The wall on which the prophets wrote |
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Is cracking at the seams. |
| [00:51.99] |
Upon the instruments of death |
| [01:00.82] |
The sunlight brightly gleams. |
| [01:07.12] |
When every man is torn apart |
| [01:16.06] |
With nightmares and with dreams, |
| [01:23.22] |
Will no one lay the laurel wreath |
| [01:31.92] |
When silence drowns the screams. |
| [01:39.99] |
Confusion will be my epitaph. |
| [01:47.93] |
As I crawl a cracked and broken path |
| [01:56.24] |
If we make it we can all sit back and laugh. |
| [02:03.43] |
But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying, |
| [02:11.40] |
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. |
| [02:17.92] |
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. |
| [02:45.85] |
Between the iron gates of fate, |
| [02:52.84] |
The seeds of time were sown, |
| [02:59.86] |
And watered by the deeds of those |
| [03:07.37] |
Who know and who are known; |
| [03:14.02] |
Knowledge is a deadly friend |
| [03:21.72] |
If no one sets the rules. |
| [03:28.91] |
The fate of all mankind I see |
| [03:37.10] |
Is in the hands of fools. |
| [05:29.15] |
The wall on which the prophets wrote |
| [05:36.37] |
Is cracking at the seams. |
| [05:43.50] |
Upon the instruments of death |
| [05:51.24] |
The sunlight brightly gleams. |
| [05:58.14] |
When every man is torn apart |
| [06:05.84] |
With nightmares and with dreams, |
| [06:11.79] |
Will no one lay the laurel wreath |
| [06:19.61] |
When silence drowns the screams. |
| [06:27.95] |
Confusion will be my epitaph. |
| [06:35.13] |
As I crawl a cracked and broken path |
| [06:43.52] |
If we make it we can all sit back and laugh. |
| [06:50.70] |
But I fear tomorrow I'll be crying, |
| [06:57.96] |
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. |
| [07:05.52] |
Yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying. |
