DOOMSAYER Lyrics

Weak and marching endlessly

Our legs are made of sand

Barely strong enough to gaze the horizon

You have been called and appointed

I am not your master

I am only here to bring you to him

Halfway dead and we're marching back again

Slipping in and out of consciousness

We lift our heads and we see it, in the distance

An oasis, but the waters are poisonous

Move ahead

Nobody rests on this voyage

And no one's left behind

Prove yourself

To a dead audience of those who likewise wither

I am not

I am not your master

I'm only here to bring you to him

Halfway dead and we're marching back again

Slipping in and out of consciousness

Move ahead

Prove yourself

To a dead audience of those who likewise wither

We all bring our own ashes to the altar

We all fought to transcend

But our vain attempts faltered and died

It drains us of light

We used to beg for existence but we won't ask again

We're better dead in the flesh