Immolation - A Glorious Epoch

Hear millions cry The darkness falls Echoing the past Bleed the world dry Our threatened kingdoms The world is divided Trample ourselves While we claw for the prize The schemes of men have failed us all Strife with no end, our actions will betray us Battles will rage Violence will flow Repeating the past A tragic path once more Making our mark while leaving our stain Our legacy of arrogance will wither with the day Oppression and fear Our weapons of choice Always playing God It's never enough Our coveted conquests At such a great cost More suffering and loss A glorious epoch