In the beginning

Good always overpowered the evils

Of all the man's sins....

But in time

The nation grew weak

And our cities fell to slums

While evil stood strong....

In the stusts of hell

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"

Som come now, children of the beast

Be strong

And shout at the devil