In the beginning 
Good always overpowered the evils 
Of all man's sins... 
But in time 
The nations grew weak 
And our cities fell to slums 
While evil stood strong 
In the dusts of [bad word] 
Lurked the blackest of hates 
For he whom they feared 
Awaited them... Now many many lifetimes later 
Lay destroyed, beaten, beaten down, 
Only the corpses of rebels 
Ashes of dreams 
And blood stained streets 
It has been written 
"Those who have the youth 
Have the future"  [bad word] now, children of the beast 
Be strong 
And Shout at the Devil