Until the end, the end of days We shall leave the weak behind Those of strength shall suffer none Our pride and will shall remain our guide No man could possess the strength No student of faith could comprehend The ancient, and unending will Of stone and the stars in the sky I look down upon those on their knees Those who journey to a distant land Their Zion Their Holy Land Shall burn with the flesh of their fathers and children Rot and burn From absence and into absence