Revelations

Intro:

When the sun fades out

And the blackness shrouds

And the wolves all howl

And the stones fall loud

When the fear is found

And nightmares hound

Will you drown in the plague that surrounds

Verse 1:

Weight upon a point of pressure, watch as it implodes

Wind upon a way of life, see how it erodes

Seek inside a rose to find the wilting of a soul

Seize a path unknown and then you’ll walk the world alone

Now travel past the bones of prophets and warlords

Past the empty thrones and treasures of gold hoards

Past the vacant vaults of pharaohs that came before

Beyond the crowns of kings once mighty and so adored

And to the top of the ancient ziggurats

To the pyramids and plots and the holy lands forgot

And drop by a place where you can find a spot

That can spot a panorama of the messages in crops

Then stop, ponder if it serves to insight

Does it shed a light on the Armageddon that’s in sight

Can it aid or help excite the armies that march strong

The battle to find calm that rattles the rage on

Climb on in the race to belong

Hang on in the face of the harm

Move through with the pace of a charge

And resist the alarm to embrace all the wrong

Is it truth or just words in a song

Is it hope, is it fear of forgone

Am I knight, am I lowly the pawn

Let it known at the sound of the gong

Chorus;

This is Mayan times

Revelation

But I am not afraid

And I won’t die today

So pull me under

I fear no thunder

Verse 2:

Who knows why their stronghold couldn’t hold me at bay

Why their strength couldn’t control me away

Why the drive will not decline or decay

Or why design will leave alive one today

One to prey hard in a graveyard lay

One to take charge in a Braveheart way

A mournful mist to assist and portray

The tears of grown men no pen will convey

Without a leader to address or sway

Our losses move under and cross the raw thunder

Without an angel to embrace or save

Our hope is fused into these stones that hold hundreds

And I choose to stand

Though I’m bruised and branded

I refuse the noose that I’m handed

My eulogy will read:

“To Hell he’s been and sipped their scorched gin with a sinful grin”

Oh strange am I

Strangely eyed to look calm as our worlds collide

Fools can find shade thinking fate is blind

Their safety buys stakes for their purpose dies

Though worthless lives are worth less lives

My words revive and cry loud for the certain sign

Till end of days sound and the earth is dry

Know this is a farewell but it’s not goodbye

Chorus