Critical moments pass

As doctrines of fools will last

I am just trying to cope

Into my horrorscope

Through eyes and ears they bleed

Reciting their holy creed

Heeding but one request

The future put to rest

Bless me in darkened days

Down to my knees I pray

I'm just trying to cope

Within my horroscope

In the wake of all frustration

I begin to lose control

Watched as the weapons fire

Bombs bursting in the air

Burned in the fields of fire

Standing in the middle of nowhere

Watched as the weapons fire

Baptized in fields of fire

The change is her

The future clear

I can feel it coming

So full of hate

It's getting late

Yeah, I know it's comin

When all the choice

Turned to just one voice

Yeah, the wind is turning

This is your

Horrorscope

Words laced with blasphemy

Drip with sincerity

Fallin' into the plan

Like sacrificial lambs

Hearing the words and said

Rings like a nail through the head

Now I can't see the stars

Know we have gone too far