In a far and ancient land, the power of a ruthless hand
Enslaves and all burns
Steady at any cost to reach, dominion cutting meat
With false promises tries to cheat
Through the rivers through the sands
Searching for a good new land
To exploit with a smile so bland
Water, woods, ground and all the men
Who welcome you giving the hand
The awareness: A word he can withstand
The flame still burns, the new plagues are here
I have something to say
Overhanging the same fear of ancient crag
My call in raging sun
Hear the calling, shadows come back from the past
The void is come
Like a swarm of roaches
Eat and nothing leave for the coming kids
Some sort of a boil, some sort of a skin disease
Turn dark like a bruise
Welcome to the land of darkness, keep walking
Carry on the race
Ten plagues come back from past
Same story but this time it's not God's blame