Part I: The Awaking

Now we are standing on this land,
Hail the new age.
The maker down on earth us send
to fight us till the end.

Pocket full of sun,
all we ever want.
Pocket full of dream,
on the first day.

Conquer the land across my eyes
to settle under the smiling skies.
No-one can take us our sun,
shining of lands of unconcerned.

Freedom deceitful, mantle over mankind,
fading when time is near.
Justice still more than an absurd idea,
dumbing once and for all.

Pocket full of lies,
see you when you die.
Pocket full of weep,
on the first day.


Part 2: The Destiny or: The Laughter Hovers High

Screams, shots and the smell of blood in air.
Confusion of anxious men.
Arms of death destroying the peace of mind.
The holy time seems to die.

Here comes the fear, blowing your mind away.
Prepare of the day of wrath.
Black is the ground and now it's time to pay.
Welcome to the second day.

Praise the horned, temptation of mind
has turned men into soulless slaves.
See yourself standing on the edge of life,
deciding the right way.

One into black of night,
capitulation of the weak.
One into the light of truth,
delivering of spirit and of soul.


Part 3: But The Truth Remains...

And I looked, and behold a pale horse,
and his name that sat on him
was death and hell followed with him.
And power was given unto them over
the fourth part of the earth.
(To kill with sword and with hunger,
and with death, and with the beasts
of the earth)

But the faithful and true came down
on a horse white as snow
and eyes of burning flames.
On his head many crowns
and a vesture dipped in blood,
and his name is called the word of God.

Smite the nations with your sharp sword,
wrath of almighty God.
(Offb. 6-19)