Michael Wilton, Geoff Tate



Red gates of iron cast their

Black shadows on this land

Dividing souls... far below

The gathering winds the armies watch

Are rising from the west

Foretelling news... of freedom's hand



In secrecy they've infiltrated

All of our strongholds

Controlling more... year after year

So we've let this happen all along

Believing what's been said

Our leaders cry... we have no one to fear



We watch the sun rise, and hope

We watch the sun rise, and hope

That it won't be our last

Before the storm

Before the storm

Before the storm

Before the storm



Is it late to try, must we all die

Our system awaits test

Freedom by choice... is it for all men, best

So we wait in fear the atom split

Our hearts in two be torn

Learn from the past... before the storm



We watch the sunrise, and hope

We watch the sunrise, and hope

That it won't be our last