In the beginning Good always overpowered the evils Of all man's sins... But in time The nations grew weak And our cities fell to slums While evil stood strong... In the dusts of hell Lurked the blackest of hates For he whom they feared Awaited them... Now, many many lifetimes later Lay destroyed, beaten, beaten down Only the corpses of rebels Ashes of dreams And blood-stained streets....... And it has been written "Those who have the youth Have the future" So come now, children of the beast Be strong And Shout at the Devil