In the beginning
Good always overpowered the evils
Of all the man`s sins....
But in time
The nation grew weak
And our cities fell to slums
While evil stood strong....
In the stusts of hell
Lurked the blackest of hates
For he whom they feared
Awaited them....
Now many many lifetimes later
Lay destroyed, beaten, beaten down
Only the corpses of rebels
Ashes of dreams
And blood-stained streets...
It has been written
those who have the youth
have the future
Som come now, children of the beast
Be strong
And shout at the devil
