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...