The Vision

The Vision

Beating drums of war
She sees its going wrong
Cassandra saw the fall of troy
And all the damage done

Like Cassandra this girl can see
That her beloved side will loose
Stopped in her tracks to shed a tear
For the path of life they choose

No life left, just fire and hell
Murder, rape and destruction
She sees in her mind that this well take place
And is helpless but to let it happen

She falls to the floor at the sound of the drum
And the clash of the metal swords,
She cries for her people and the damage from war
And she know what has begun
As, like Cassandra her visions will be done.