Eschaton Morbid Prophecy
MORBID PROPHECY
Counting the days,
before what was said has passed,
longing for the closure,
delivered at last
you foolishly doubted,
what had been foreseen
now you've fallen victim,
to the prophecy
As you stand, broken, alone,
staggering losses,
the fault is no ones but your own
given the chance, to alter your fate,
you did not believe, and now it is too late
Everything is lost,
nothing is the same
tragedy
You fell victim to the morbid prophecy
no escape, from your lethal destiny
you have lost all hope
there is no end in sight
you cannot escape
you cannot escape
As you stand, broken, alone,
staggering losses,
the fault is no ones but your own
given the chance, to alter your fate,
you did not believe, and now it is too late
you have been consumed
you have been destroyed
all this was foretold
by the prophecy
You fell victim to the morbid prophesy
no escape, from your lethal destiny