Stand in line as we march to the drums of the east Paralyzed and possesed by crusadors deceased Lost in the silence, the call from the turbulent times Bound by the science that lives on the lips of the wise
The beating of a million drums The fire of a million guns The mother of a million sons Civilization
Lost in the silence, they bow to the call of the east Tantalized and seduced by the demons released Dance to the ground by the whim of the merciless sky Born to the fire that burns in the all seeing eye
The beating of a million drums The fire of a million guns The mother of a million sons Civilization
