Verse:
F#m E
The wall on which the prophets wrote
Bm C#
Is cracking at the seams.
F#m E
Upon the instruments of death
Bm C#
The sunlight brightly gleams.
F#m E
When every man is torn apart
Bm C#
With nightmares and with dreams,
F#m E
Will no one lay the laurel wreath
Bm C#
When silence drowns the screams.
Chorus:
F#m C#m
Confusion will be my epitaph.
F#m C#m
As I crawl a cracked and broken path
F#m C#m
If we make it we can all sit back and laugh.
D C#m
But I fear tomorrow Iʼll be crying
D C#m
Yes I fear tomorrow Iʼll be crying
D C#m
Yes I fear tomorrow Iʼll be crying
Verse:
F#m E
Between the iron gates of fate,
Bm C#
The seeds of time were sown,
F#m E
And watered by the deeds of those
Bm C#
Who know and who are known;
F#m E
Knowledge is a deadly friend
Bm C#
If no one sets the rules.
F#m E
The fate of all mankind I see
Bm C#
Is in the hands of fools.
Verse:
F#m E
The wall on which the prophets wrote
Bm C#
Is cracking at the seams.
F#m E
Upon the instruments of death
Bm C#
The sunlight brightly gleams.
F#m E
When every man is torn apart
Bm C#
With nightmares and with dreams,
F#m E
Will no one lay the laurel wreath
Bm C#
When silence drowns the screams.
Chorus:
F#m C#m
Confusion will be my epitaph.
F#m C#m
As I crawl a cracked and broken path
F#m C#m
If we make it we can all sit back and laugh.
D C#m
But I fear tomorrow Iʼll be crying
D C#m
Yes I fear tomorrow Iʼll be crying
