When the days become as dark as night And the world begins to change There are those of you who'll die for fright Or tear your eyes out from the pain Your gilded houses will give no shelter When the heavens fall Your sacred tomes will give no answers When the masters call
Forgotten ages unknown to man Before we crawled out from our caves Exalted patrons of earthly clans Elevation of their slaves Your gilded houses will give no shelter When the heavens fall Your sacred tomes will give no answers When the masters call
Look at yourselves Look at your world What have you done? What have you become?
Look at yourselves Look at your world What have you done? What have you become?
