Civilization

Stand in line as we march to the drums of the east
Paralyzed and possesed by crusadors deceased
Lost in the silence, the call from the turbulent times
Bound by the science that lives on the lips of the wise

The beating of a million drums
The fire of a million guns
The mother of a million sons
Civilization

Lost in the silence, they bow to the call of the east
Tantalized and seduced by the demons released
Dance to the ground by the whim of the merciless sky
Born to the fire that burns in the all seeing eye

The beating of a million drums
The fire of a million guns
The mother of a million sons
Civilization