Please hold your applause, though you may pause for genuflection 

As so deftly we're directing your attention 

To this hand my left or is it right, no need to analyze 

the sentiment and scope of our correctness 



Please remain seated as the spectacle repeats itself 

ad nauseum (that's latin for "relentless") 

Don't you lose your focus as we orchestrate these locust years 

My dears, the show is bound to leave you breathless 



You paid admission, now the ride's begun, guaranteed to

leave you groping for the gears in this mad machine of tears 



Now that we're unchained 

we'll reign, insane 

and drown the world in flames 

and blood, and pain 

Our legion eyes and ears 

will amplify your fears 

in a wilderness of mirrors 

in these new Locust Years 



Our timeline spins unbroken 

Like the webs that we have woven 

As the show unfolds like clockwork on command 



Are those horsemen knocking? 

Or the ticking and the tocking of the Watch? 

We are the face, we are the hands 



Sirens bay like mares at night, Sirens howl like wolves 

But it's all right for the show has just begun 



Now that we're unchained 

we'll reign, insane 

and drown the world in flames 

and blood, and pain 

Our legion eyes and ears 

will amplify your fears 

in a wilderness of mirrors 

in these new Locust Years 



Now that we're unchained 

we'll reign, insane 

The pain will flow like wine 

in time to find 

us drunk upon your tears 

and feasting on your fears 

sharpening our spears 

in these new Locust Years