Second Sight

I foresee ages of chaos, but my ordeal has yet just started
For these ominous signs, are bound to plague me
Haunt for centuries to come, my healing incantations
Are destined for failure my unremitting warnings and threats
Will go unheeded, such is my curse
Why should it be incumbent upon me
To redeem their faults?

You, the one who spurns the past
Are now, but worthy to be last
Thy choices are errors
I shall thus abandon thou to thy gloomy fate.

I can see the future in the light of the past
I cannot stop this ineluctable doom from raining over the world
Alas, this obnoxious portend will turn out to be abiding truth
From time immemorial, man has taken refuge in oblivion
They've exchanged there future for the present enjoyment
Nothing will change, history has set her implacable march into motion
There will be no escape.

You, the one who spurns the past
Are now, but worthy to be last
Thy choices are errors
I shall thus abandon thou to thy gloomy fate.