The Pattern

[Adam WarRock] [Verse 1] Check the science Quantum physics We don't buy it Realizing that this vision Of the fires in the distance With these children And the lies that they've Been given For the wisdom of the future And the lights have all been dimming They can use their minds to lift An eye[?] and shift reality And twenty eight Is kept down in the Cryogenic faculty Twenty five Is trying to save humanity And twenty six The rebels tried to kidnap But failed massively Yo And if the pattern matches Then that's what science asking To save the people from japan From dying in their ashes In 1988 they said the sky was flashing In 2019 the oceans flood the brier patches And now the military tries with Tanks and laser rifles Because they tried to harness God inside the day So they throw their lives away Kids that never got to go outside and play Instead they sit and cry Until their eyes would ache [Hook] X 2 Yo I woke up and found the nightmare I see visions My head throbs It smells like milk They say my pattern Matches with the harbinger of fate And i yell until the glass breaks [Verse 2] Hallucinations This patient can't maintain the stasis The power levels of his inner wasteland Spilling out onto the floor But now he's just mistaken But it corrupts that Which frames inside his inner wavelengths And so he faces military agents They test his patience So he kills them with a flick of his wrist Don't be mistaken Cause inside him's still a person worth saving Familiar faces They tried their best to get him back to haven But neo-tokyo is hopeless In a state of protest, explosions And street pockets smoking And riot gear propulsions And so their guns And let the smoke that smolders Until this island's drowning As it sinks under the ocean, all commotion And these children realize the end times are given They blame minds, dig into his And find he won't listen As the scientists sit and watch the screens flash Gathering data because the patterns match [Hook] X 2 Yo I woke up and found the nightmare I see visions My head throbs It smells like milk They say my pattern Matches with the harbinger of fate And i yell until the glass breaks