Oracle

Mark my words, heed this warning I come with the darkest of tidings For I have seen the storm that’s approaching A vast and unrelenting tide That will not be stopped and will not be denied Such is the price of our hubris Such is the cost of our arrogant pride It’s time to pay the piper what he’s owed It’s time to reap the harvest (we have sown) So what are you willing to sacrifice? What are you willing to offer for a glimpse of the future? How could we predict our own demise? Ignoring the oracle’s warning An eye for an eye, has left us all blind… Count your blessings, learn your lessons For truth is a powerful weapon Sharp enough to sever the ties of deception And the tangled webs we weave But none are as blind as those who will not see And none are truly enslaved As those who believe themselves free Is it a blessing or is it a curse? Seeing the shape of the future And knowing it’s only getting worse Dead men will tell no tales, to those who will not listen So will you learn from their mistakes, or simply repeat them? Forever repeating the same mistakes Over and over and over again So what are you willing to sacrifice? What are you willing to offer for a glimpse of the future? How could we predict our own demise? Ignoring the oracle’s warning An eye for an eye, has left us all blind To the rising of the tide