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