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