Omen Of Doom

Prelude to disorder
 Loosing the sense of time
 A fatal interruption in continuity
 The guilt, a subtle addiction
 An endless river that falls into nowhere
 Hoping for better days to come
 To replace the years of woe
 A higher sense to fear
 Turns us to someone we are not
 The arms of destiny fondling me
 Caressing but then choking
 A cold touch of thousands hands around my neck
 Waiting for my final breath
 Misshaper illusion
 Like a mirror that always fakes
 The pain that time does not heal
 The worst nightmare from which you'll never wake
 This is surely an omen of doom
 We all try to comprehend
 The deepest fears of life and death
 But we always fail in this game
 You believe in eternity
 When tomorrow is uncertain
 A false idol you follow
 Welcome to cold reality
 I don't know reasons
 All the questions unanswered
 Only sorrow and despair remain
 The bells toll, this ain't worth a tear
 The doors begin to close and we all disappear