Из альбома: The Curse
No freedom for the man
With the button in his hand
He will end up standing alone
And on the day after
All hell breaks loose
The battle will be fought
With stick and stone
The beast has our backs
Against the wall
And the power to devour
One and all
Man must reach a higher
Plain for his world to remain
From this day forward
We must only look ahead
Tomorrow's dreams
May beome peace at last
Reality is hard to face
Til everything is lost
There can be no more
Living in the past
The beast has our backs
Against the wall
And the power to devour
One and all
We create our own destiny
Technology has come at last
Will it bring destruction from the past
Now will all this wealth
And knowledge ever shield us from the flame
History tells in grim detail
Of mans inhumanity to man
In search of worldly treasure and to rule
Savage wars raged on and on
As though there was a plan
But battle is the religion of the fool
The beast has our backs
Against the wall
And the power to devour
One and all
Man must reach
That higher plain
For his World to remain