Omega Day

Inside a bar of a sleeping town There lay a sleeping man, he wore a frown A stranger woke him, he looked around Then he spoke, I wrote it down He said, "My climbing rope is broken And I cannot stay awake Better fix it, son, no joking For the omega day is come" I went over to the stranger's side I began to speak but he read my mind He said, "You know me from long ago" Then he turned I watched him go I said, "My climbing rope is broken And I cannot stay awake Better fix it, son, no joking For the Omega day is come"