From a clear blue sky
a sudden bolt came crashing down.
Cracking all around, shaking the solid ground.
The fortress of solitude
was torn and shattered for the wind.
Sunlight far away, fortune had gone astray.
Into the crystal ball,
gazing with empty eyes he sighed.
As one's heaven fall
there's no place to run nor hide.
In ruins are the pillars of Eden
Dark clouds of misery
came in and blurred the mind.
Sharpest eyes gone blind, reasons they could not find.
Uncertain prophecies
distorted every sound thought.
The vision seeking men fought through the lion's den.
Choirs of angels were drowned
by the sound of crumbling mountains one by one.
The march of the demons had so now begun.
Yesterday's world was soon undone.
How far to salvation?
How far to the promised land
where the eclipse no more refuses us the light?
How far to salvation?
How far to a healing hand
that can mend the broken dream
and carry us out of the night?