It will succeed
 Let's lynch the rich
 This is the downfall of your kind
 Sodom, Gomorrah
 Idol worship in Babylon
 Eve, Pandora
 This battle will be won
 Shortage, plethora
 Our hatred rages on
 And so we march

 A Morning's stride to the gallows
 tends to sharpen the mind
 Knowing there will be no tomorrow
 makes you enjoy today's ride

 Day is done. Gone the Sun.
 From the lake, From the sky.
 Fading light. Dims the sight.
 Drawing nigh, Falls the night

 Do you believe that what you see
 Through the dust and the debris
 Must be in truth the only key
 To make us all completely free

 History is heresy
 The story and the prophecy
 Are simply what you make them be
 A lie transformed into a decree