Behold the crystals of the new day!
 They are nothing but concrete
 They were set by men
 And so eventually shall wither and crumble

 With power inevitably comes conflict
 With conflict comes the onslaught of the powers that be
 To contradict is to step out of line
 To do so is to defy the restraint of morality and correctness
 What are you waiting for?

 Aren't we all set for death?
 Most people don't even fucking realise
 What it is they are following
 Isn't it time to begin again?

 The crystals of the new day are nought but concrete
 The prayers once held in the hearts of free men
 Are now fragments of something
 That we can no longer afford to believe in
 Awake
 Slaves of gods
 Revive
 Fear not thy glory
 Take it for thyself
 And rest none on fallacy