Critical moments pass   I am just trying to cope   As doctrines of fools will last   The future put to rest   Into my horrorscope   Reciting their holy creed   Through eyes and ears they bleed   Bless me in darkened days   Heeding but one request   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   Burned in the fields of fire   Bombs bursting in the air   Standing in the middle of nowhere   Baptized in fields of fire   Watched as the weapons fire   The change is her   The future clear   So full of hate   I can feel it coming   When all the choice   It's getting late   Yeah, I know it's comin   Turned to just one voice   Yeah, the wind is turning   This is your   Words laced with blasphemy   Horrorscope   Drip with sincerity   Fallin' into the plan   Hearing the words and said   Like sacrificial lambs   Know we have gone too farRings like a nail through the head   Now I can't see the stars