The Dawning of Doom

What has gone wrong with this modern age
Stripped of our feelings we all get disgraced
The big ones reign with all their rage
The small ones are abased

A storm is approaching, the sound is a howl
Waiting for the sirens' call
Love and affection means nothing at all
The world is declining, we're ready to fall

There won't be no sun
To melt the ice on this path
The web it is spun
To be touched by the hand of wrath

'Work, work, work!' is all they've got to say
'You're not sick if you don't fall apart'
One has to wonder why it is that way
Those people must have a blackened heart

There won't be no sun
To melt the ice on this path
The web it is spun
To be touched by the hand of wrath
See the light of the moon
No signs of hope in this life
It is the dawning of doom
Is there a way to stay alive

There won't be no sun
To melt the ice on this path
The web it is spun
To be touched by the hand of wrath
See the light of the moon
No signs of hope in this life
It is the dawning of doom
Is there a way to stay alive



Credits
Writer(s): Vanessa Funke
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