I sit alone when come the visions, In my darkened room, The year 2012, The day a foggy one.
Thirty six years ago, 2112 was exposed, A hundred more years, And what will come then?
I see the world as it will be soon, A hundred years beneath the light of several moons, One federation conjoining galaxies, Tranquillity and bliss like you've never known.
I see the world as it will be true, Unfade the dream, grim reality seeps through, A soulless abode made by totalitarians, Who define what's fact and what suits all mankind.
I see the world as it will be doomed, When one of Megadon seeks a glimpse of the past, And takes the path to an elder reality, A hundred more years before they assume control.
I escape to realms beyond the night, In hopes the dream will show me the light, From these oracles perceived, A voice endears me;
"Witness the rise of forces alien, Ambush your world and subjugate your minds, The twilights fade as foreign lands intertwine, Revealing fate's devilish masterplan. Upon a tear, the dirge of the eve began, From Megadon, a seeking mind would challenge, He spoke of peace since 2062, Facade of bliss that many did not see through."
I sat alone after he had spoken, Confounded by his speech of fluid unemotion, Commencing the dirge of the eve. Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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