Dark Millennium

You feel confusion and new torment as your mind decays
 Devolution of your life – begins today – begins today 

 Hear the sircas scream in vain
 Despair for your life
 Hope is futile as missiles strike
 [bad word] twist of the knife 

 Those that dominate, direct their hate
 Life obliterate, humans terminate 

 Hope for a future, is what you say
 With your world [bad word]  what a price to pay 

 As you crawl through the wreckage – you can't believe
 Could mankind really be so naive
 This world now twisted, brought to its knees
 With the people in power left to oversee 

 world totally deformed, no hope of being reborn
 The heart from it now torn, this world now we all mourn 

 Look to the future, on your knees now pray
 With this world [bad word]  what a price to pay 

 Your world's now [bad word]  What a price you paid