In the beginning
Good always overpowered the evils
Of all man's sins

But in time
The nations grew weak
And our cities fell to slums
While evil stood strong

In the dusts 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 bloodstained streets

And it has been written
Those who have the youth
Have the future
So come now, children of the beast
Be strong
And Shout at the Devil