| It’s a sign of the times
|
| That dead are the minds of men
|
| And how long before the world grows cold
|
| See the scars on your face
|
| They tell the future you are blind to Again and again
|
| Sad is the fate of the human race
|
| Seeking comfort in a futile embrace
|
| Born into this world of chaos
|
| Rising up from the grey, grey masses
|
| Amidst the mayhem we must all find our place
|
| I know my way just read the smile on my face
|
| No need for God or salvation
|
| Stay on my path of dedication
|
| You seek the light in vain, I rest my case
|
| I am prepared for the New Dark Age
|
| Have you read the scriptures
|
| Oh, how they clash with each other
|
| My will, my heart,
|
| The circumstances dictate my direction
|
| With no bonds or confinement
|
| Only a fool needs instructions
|
| To tell right from wrong
|
| In stupidity wallows
|
| The bulk of the human race
|
| Dead minds hold our species in disgrace |