Quo Vadis?

Listen to the Warning, Follow the Dream

Heed the Voice, hear Its plea:

My son, my son: Quo vadis?

It seemed only a year ago

That Joy and Peace were here

And yet, the Dream was clear

Change your ways, or else you go

Quo vadis, quo vadis?

The Voice of my Lord followed me

From the Empyrean to the great Abyss

All this time, He was looking for me

Trying to save me, from perdition

Quo vadis, quo vadis?

From the waters of tribulation

To the cave of solitude

A people of God tried and true

They were salted with fortitude

What happened to the fortresses?

They gave way under great duress

Outside a bar, a beautiful brunette

During the night, the dark knight

Shoot the hoop and keep the fight

Quo vadis, quo vadis?

The beautiful Voice of Emmanuel

Followed me, to Calvary

The Son of God walking His Passion

Dancing around, was His Child

I followed Him, to the Great Cross

Nailed to the White Wood

I let four nails drive me off

Out of fear

And the mercenaries came

My son, my son: where are you?

The Child lost his Way

He has gone astray

Dragged along the road

By dark mercenaries

My son, my son: where are you?

A Child, filled with tears

Dragged along, the dark rugged road

Against his will

From here, it goes downhill

My son, my son: I can't see you

Father, Father, where are You?

Without You, I am nothing

A great cry, ripped my heart

I should have listened, to the Warning

I should have listened...

I should have listened...

It's too late, Father

It's too late

Can't save me

From this tragedy

Listen to the Warning, Follow the Dream

Heed the Voice, hear Its plea:

My son, my son: Quo vadis?

Now let History take form

As life is turned to ashes

As fumes consume a life

A soul is filled with great strife

My son: Quo vadis, quo vadis?

And a God is a witness

As His son draws his last breath

They pointed a gun amidst the fire

And darkness is chilled with death

And the Dream ends

In a moment of great intensity

A Picture frozen, in eternity

It seemed only a year ago

That a tear dropped from my eye

I woke up from the Dream

Asking where life would go

Hear the Warning, discern the Dream

Here is the Voice, hear Its plea:

My son, my son: Where are you?

--- And a chilly silence follows after the Voice as the tragedy of a former star follows its course...