Letra de Epitaph (Live at The Anthem, Washington DC)
The wall on which the prophets wrote Is cracking at the seams Upon the instruments of death The sunlight brightly gleamsWhen every man is torn apart With nightmares and with dreams Will no one lay the laurel wreath The silence drowns the screams?Confusion will be my epitaph As I crawl a cracked and broken path And 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 cryingBetween the iron gates of fate The seeds of time were sown And watered by the deeds of those Who know and who are knownKnowledge is a deadly friend But no one sets the rules The fate of all mankind, I feel Is in the hands of foolsThe wall on which the prophets wrote Is cracking at the seams Upon the instruments of death The sunlight brightly gleamsWhen every man is torn apart With nightmares and with dreams Will no one lay the laurel wreath When silence drowns the screams?Confusion will be my epitaph As I crawl, a cracked and broken path And 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 cryingCrying... Crying...Yes, I fear tomorrow I'll be crying Crying... Crying...