Powers is the h**n of the small-minded man
And force, force is the needle - the gun in his hand
He lusts to control all the people and the land
Complete, total destruction - his ultimate end
All love lost will be reborn
Fire will burn
Take your first breath
Breathe your first freedom
Our Fourth world - nearing its end
Purification - close at hand
Try but you cannot deny the earth is alive
Our rivers, they are dying and smoke k**s the sky
Modern man's cities are built on their lies
When cleansing flames burn, no one can hide
(from the truth)
All love lost...
Our Fourth world - nearing its end
Purification - close at hand
The time it happened all before, the end was a flood
Man became so arrogant and paid with his blood
No lesson was wver learned - our fate stays the same
Profane civilization will perish in flame
All love lost...
Burn...