epitaph

King Crimson

The wall on which the prophets wrote is cracking at the seams

Upon the instruments of death, the sunlight brightly gleams

When every man is torn appart with nightmares and with dreams

Will no one lay the laurel wreath when silence drowns the screams

Confusion will by my EPITAPH

As I crawl A cracked and broken path if we make it we can all

Sit back and laugh but I fear tomorrow I'll be crying yes

I fear tomorrow I'll be crying yes I fear tomorrow I'll be crying

Between the iron gates of fate the seeds of time were sown

And watered by the deeds of those who know and who are known

Knowledges are a deadly friend if no one sets the rules

The fate of all mankind I see is in the hands of fools

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