The truest tale of the blackest time past,

Hateful woe, of our starving last fast, 

The behemoth huge, and so relentless, 

Considered now, is to be regardless. 

The Ice age is past, that ended all life, 

That tale is true, but think of one thing,

Science is no lawful master,

Truth is told of the worst disaster.

Smallest sting, do wretched wring,

Wings of truth, our hopes do bring.

That ship of war, our globe’s desire,

Is sabotaged, though vengeful fire,

Through love and loyalty, our master,

We slavest not, though worst disaster.

Naked children all around, scanty hopes, doth surround,

Surrendered hope, tells of truest madness,

For in this world, so rules such badness,

The loving story is cast before you,

The darkest shores of witness, most true.

Rising metre, horror growing,

Warning signs, and fateful glowing,

Steadfast we, the dreadful few,

Do tell the tale, so awful true.

Down from the trees, unto the plains,

Begins the song of death’s refrains,

Comfort, trees of homes and land lost,

Conflicts, strife, we future’s compost,

Times long past, and stellar mass fails,

The winds of fate, our future not sails.

Though scattered few, we world abroiling

Sulphuric fires, through past unfolding,

The growing tides of written, spoken,

Would not allow our world be broken.

The works of greatest, those who toiled,

Will not allow our hopes be soiled.

Sword and fire, legion's master,

Nuclear fire, our friend's disaster,

Upon thy deathbed, might thou thankful,

Lest nature, fully, seek thou wrathful.

Sword and fire, legion's master,

Nuclear fire, our friend's disaster,

Upon thy deathbed, might thou thankful,

Lest nature, fully, seek thou wrathful.

Did I to you, our hopes betray, never loving thoughts away,

Take our hopes, but not the fire, timely seek, no last delay.

Indictment surely, help me face this,

My only love, wast born thy fortress,

So would you murder, love my own?

Thy future, heart I do disown.

Sword and fire, legion's master,

Nuclear fire, our friend's disaster,

Upon thy deathbed, might thou thankful,

Lest nature, fully, seek thou wrathful.

Sword and fire, legion's master,

Nuclear fire, our friend's disaster,

Upon thy deathb

ed, might thou thankful,

Lest nature, fully, seek thou wrathful.

The image is dark, the story is true.

The solar apocalypse, naked children, murdered family, the greed that kills.

The history of violence escalated, unto the true destiny of today.

Music was truth, now truth is reality.

With respect and best wishes to all, 

Thank you for listening.