Visions - Hope For The Dying

I wake from sleep

Another morning like any other

Unaware of the events I’m destined to witness

As I fall to the ground

And destruction surrounds me

I am blinded

I am deafened by the blow

Oh how was I to know

I wipe the dust from my eyes

And through the haze

The barren ground where a city used to stand

As smoke makes way

For suffering

Can I believe what I am seeing

Is there nothing left at all

Oh how the earth

Is laid to waste by the touch of your hand

I’ve walked the streets

Looking for someone, searching for something

And I’ve only found

Nothing is left for me, nothing here is left for me at all

The stars lose their shine

While nothing but darkness encloses the sky

Then I begin to see

A light in the distance that’s calling for me

Oh how the earth

Is laid to waste by the touch of your hand