Underneath the new born sun,
Man and beast rejoice as one,
They cast aside their age-old kings,
Smash their chains and spread their wings.
Their seed corrupt, their lies undone.
The final fall - man s will be done.
They torch the sky and rape the land,
And plead for truth with blood-stained hands.
Mark their reign with greed and fear,
As justice calls to deafened ears,
Their twisted dreams bring forth the day.
A world of ash, and slow decay.
Underneath the blackened sun,
The final battle fought and won.
Mankind claims their just reward,
And chaos sounds the final chord.
This arduous task was performed
MetalFormer with lots of dedication and love for Metal!