Warning
(Geoff Tate / Michael Wilton)
I remember I was asking why, and someday you said I'd know
All these years, of fighting hard and now it's finally come tooclose
I can't believe it's now happening to me... Oh, couldn't it waita few hundred years
Destiny can't rest you see, now it's time, time to cry yourtears! Now cry!
The child of centuries, forgotten in time you talk in circles ofrhyme
Seer of places future and past the warning you gave us is surelyour last
Warning!
Behold the child, his pointing hand is raised in solemn grace
His eyes once wide with learning wonder now leave stains upon hisface
Now see the hands of the working man, he's leaning back againstthe wall
Once busy hands are idle now standing ready for the fall! Ourfall!
The signs will come as days past by for those that claim to see
The blind will stay not choosing to die not believing the visionsI've seen
Warning!
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