In darkened days, our falling from grace

A bleeding man with something to say

Fulfil this ancient prophecy

Return to our serenity

Mars, Saturn and jupiter

All the power in the universe

Will turn a monkey into god

To rule the earth from above

The last to be the first to go:



And then they bow their heads

To get their just reward

Their soul is saved, their flesh

Will burn in countless of wars



Through the ages the fires burn

The ones in power overturned

Man falls into oblivion

The codes of faith enslave

False prophets to rule our time

The lies cluster the thinking mind

No man escapes our our destined fall

So stand in line, until your number's called