War will reign supreme
With the iron fist prevailing, destroying dreams of peace
And innocence will suffer all in the name of wealth
Transform this world of ours into a living hell
Rivers of blood will wash away hope of a better life
The stained humanity
And the child with the vision in this mind makes a transformation to a martyr
Opportunities have passed him by the fight to bring his nation power
War will reign supreme
The innocent will suffer, because of a sacred text
Transform this world of ours into a living hell
Thrown to the lions, a small price to pay
In the eyes of pigs who wallow in authority
Their only vision a circus of decay
In the disguise of our salvation they lead us to our graves