Kiuas - The New Dark Age

it's a sign of the times that dead are the minds of men and how long before the worlds grows cold see the scars on your face they tell the future you are blind to again and again Sad is the fate of the human race Seeking comfort in a futile embrace born in to this world of chaos rising up from gray, gray masses amidst the mayhem we must all find our place I know my way just read the smile on my face no need for God or salvation stay on my path of dedication you seek the light in vein, I rest my case I am prepared for the New Dark Age have you resd the scriptures oh, how they clash with each other my will, my heart the circumstances dicate my direction with no bonds or confinement only a fool needs instructions to tell right from wrong In stupidity wallows the bulk of the human race Dead minds hold our species in disgrace "The future is owned by those who own themselves. Their visions are the blueprints of the future, their deeds the monuments of the past."