From the dawn of time man has always sought peace

But war has been the terror of his legacy

The horror of his fate, the final hours of hinstory



For as long as man stands at war with his God

He will be condemned to stand at war with himself

And his seed, behold the greatest conspiracy



For I have seen hell and the torment of the damned

In the day of evil, in the dying hour

In the balance of power, lies the sovereignty of man

In the doctrine of hate



The hour of redemption is upon us and the day

Of judgement will bring

The end of the dream

The end of the nightmare

The end of all the days

The end of the fighting

And the end of the rage

That lies in our mortal remains

At the end of the age