Pushing land behind us as we march to break the dome A million years will bring us miles closer to their homes Remnants of forgotten lands remind us of our goal The lives of all the people are now tales we'll never know What's left of them are mutants, warped and twisted form the mold Hiding underground, protected from the firey cold Swallowed by the landscape, lost a hundred times Could it be that God is seeking payment for our crimes
Raping anger drives us, vengance unfulfilled to this day A day or two will have us there to execute our plan Then they all will learn the blade is quicker than the hand
I can see on the horizon as we march across the land A gleaming dome of iron, miles larger than we'd planned Burning down the city to a ton of molten lead We'll blast away the living, and we'll persecute the dead.
Taking the road that will lead to destructing The wall of the city, so death can be spread into Madness, evil, wrong Screaming for the dawn
All of the people who now live in peace with themselves They forever will never forgive us for What we have done All their hopes are gone
Seizing the women and children and men To be senselessly slaughtered again and again Dead without a sound No reason can be found
One day the gods will descend from the heavens To stop all this killing and bring back the peace That once was there Spreading through the air