In the days of ancient mystery was a man who saw through dreams
 The legions marching one by one to the sound of the keepers [bad word] 
 The future so plain to see mankinds destiny
 Lookaway

 Grains of sand are sifting one by one in time the damage will be done
 Shocking tales will be sung

 Misery was spread by land - Nostradomis had the sleight of hand
 To cure his city from the plague - stop his people from an early grave
 The power of mind revealed - the fate of the country sealed
 Lookaway

 Things are never asa they seem
 cloudy vision of a dream
 Do you see what I see ?

 Will we find a new resting place
 Mankind left without a trace

 Time after time & again we hear what it's like to live in fear
 Existing actions seem to mime past & present political crimes
 We must succeed to infiltrate cut the fuse of the government red tape
 Lookaway

 Grains of sand are sifting one by one in time the damage will be done
 Shocking tales will be sung

 In the days of ancient prophecy there was a man who saw through dreams
 Manmade mountains would [bad word] & fall judgement day will kill us all
 No time to cure our actions wrong we must follow our fate along
 Lookaway

 Things are never as they seem
 cloudy vision of a dream
 Do you see what I see ?