Secrets secrets, whisperings in the wind,
Twisted perverse tongues sing lullabies of lies and sins,
They put you and me to serene sleep,
Only so we wake in our twisted coma
On the highway spiraling down straight to the abyss,
We race faster and faster as time tricks the clock,
Our minds intoxicated with the sweet poison of vanity and greed,
We’ll run a little more, before we mourn what we’ve really lost
You've built your empire on sins and immoralities
You’ve made lust greed and hatred your religion and creed
Now that the storm of time is reaching ever so close,
Can you still hide away behind those crumbling walls?
Your empire will fall, as the innocent turn into walking dead,
They’ll rob your grave, and rape your mother,
In the blink of an eye, for a moments pleasure,
Who would you blame then, but your self
So hear my scream fellow voyager, not as mere words,
Time is running out, the end is near,
Fathom the depth, before the unknown swallows the earth,
Wash away your greed and hatred pitch black,
Your wounds shall be cleansed, but neither with more wealth nor blood…
V.
