Prelude to Ruin - Fates Warning

Look to sunrise man tell me what you see

The eagle has flown underground abandoned

You abonded me

Fifty two falling stars are burning up the sky

Blazing torch falls to the ocean bottom where

Black predictions lie

Have you faith in scripture visions of kings

Reaper of reality your destiny the sisters sing

Vultures scavenge the subsconsious of your mind

Their ally is time for you to fall and yield

Your mind to the cynic

They should be held so high and not looked

Down upon

They are the root of the country.

The roots

So firm and tranquil, when will the spirits be

Welcomed, listen the music is heard again

When there are lofty high roof tops carved

Walls and yielding crops

When the palace is wild for lusting.

When

The forest if wild for hunting.

Existance

Of anyone thing has never been but the

Prelude to ruin

Wars and temper tantrums are the make-

Shifts of ignorance

Regrets illuminate to late.

Depth beyond sin

Is fathomed

Wandering through the devils field sowing

His seed

Guardian angel guide us through the night

We compel

His long constant fight.

the moerea they call

Your destiny the sisters all of three

Clotho she spun the web to live the

Thread so tentative.

Lachesis she measured

Out the years.

Atropos cuts the thread

With her shears

Time Time Time an imaginary line mine not

Yours nor yours mine

They lead the blind back to mothers womb

Tomb of the unborn child

Coming events cast their shadows before

Wintery wind the eye of the storm witness

The past the future

Holds more prelude to ruin