Letra da Música: Tomorrow's Door - A Tortured Soul

A man with premonition is the first to see his end
To prophesize in emphany condemnation all he penned
Deception of church and state with vision of a snake
Reward is small to tell them all
They praise you then they’d burn you at the stake

Foretell us of another dream of war
Tomorrow’s door

Many kings did summon him for conquest of the world
To challenge his own prophecy in death’s eye he is hurled
Further more to realize and master his own fate
The ruin of eternity the bloody hands
The truth he must negate

Foretell us of another dream of war
Tomorrow’s door

Conjuror or alchemist how do you see through time?
With clever play of words the answer written in a rhyme
Do you feel responsible for vision that you see
Trapped inside tomorrow’s door
They praise you then they hang you from a tree

Foretell us of another dream of war
Tomorrow’s door