As we stand at the twilight
Of the post-Westfaldic world
So descends the Machiavelian night
As her conjurers act undeterred
These are the crossroads for this earth set on fire
These are foundations of a world wide funeral pyre
It is a nail in the eye of reason
Rationality usurped by rage
Her agitators herald this season
The dawning of a new age
Break the glasshouse
Shatter its broken shards
Pax Europa set aflame
Her ideals burned and charred
Crumble the ivory towers
Drink from the well of truth
Settle the dust from the ruins
As dawns the age of brutes
Bereft of civilization
As madness sweeps nations
The true essence of man lies revealed
Ridden of humanity
His nature broken free
Once hidden away, once sealed
That which was controlled and subdued
So shall it be nevermore
Nevermore
In the ancient scrolls of history
Blood red from war and strife
Brittle pages reveal those mysteries
Struggle is the core of all life
Break the hold of icons
Before the collision of austere rivals
Laugh at the pitiful fool
That succumbs to worthless idols
Banish the voices of the timid
Pave the way for a vicious youth
Declare war unto the foe
As dawns the age of brutes
From desolate battlefields
Where the eastern Ceaesar yields
To a stained creed smeared in blood
To the fronts of the west
Where the eagle cast from his crest
Sees his sons buried in the foxholes mud
That which has been freed and unleashed
Free it shall be forevermore
Forevermore
Claim the masses, millions multitudes
Resurrect the souls of a thousand feuds
Gather the hosts and weapon mankind
Brethren prepare, these are the end times
