It was the worst of the worst, the best of the best.
But I hope we hit the bottom, yes we hit the bottom,
Now rise.
From the bloodiest century
And the greatest discoveries
Allow my foolish hope,
To think it's more than just a number
Planetary ills, cyber thrills, longevity pills,
Runaway technology

But if left to a guess, I'll guess more of the same
Vicious brutality, unimaginable technology
I hope that I'm wrong about the 21st century
Man has this ball of life entrusted in his hands

On top of the third millennium
Allow my foolish hope
To make believe it won't be more of the same
Technology and bloodshed

This ball of life left in our hands
Am I wrong to lose faith in man?
If at any time we should drop the ball
Have mercy on us all

Euthanized, soylent green, hiding under ground
Hunted by ultra sound.

On top of the third millennium
Allow my foolish hope
To make believe it wouldn't be more of the same
Technology and bloodshed

This ball of life left in our hands
Am I wrong to lose faith in man?
If any time we should drop the ball
Have mercy on us all
Planetary ills, cyber thrills, longevity pills.