We must face a threat to all civilisation
Dogmatic ideology with nuclear capacity
Whose frenzied faithful all desire
Apocalypse for their messiah
Lusting for a perfect world's ecstatic contradictions
And bewildered by the prospect of creating it themselves
Credulous fools with theocratic convictions
Would bring about cessation of life on Earth
Behold a world their faith inspires
A howling void now empty
Of church going choirs
Bats ascend to boiling peaks where dancing glimmers roar
While crackles sired with flickering beaks at ashes on the floor
Asphyxiating vortex winds cast corpses away
From immolation death we're destined to decay
Is this the result you had in mind?
Can you accept the legacy left behind?
Into thy hands
Into thy hands
Into thy hands
Into thy hands
I feel the lashing of the flames
The end of life is like a blazing sunset
The last time colour fills the sky
For what lies beyond is engulfing dark
Where even dreams are left to die
Into thy hands
Into thy hands
Into thy hands
Into thy hands
I feel the lashing of the flames
Into thy hands
Into thy hands
Into thy hands
Into thy hands
I feel the lashing of the flames
