i feel the eyes
of a society that removes
anyone who does not believe the lies
anyone who does not fit into the grooves

this is the world that we made
out of stones and fire
on an altar of demons our world we have laid
we are burning on our own pyre

will no one stand up for us
or am i the only one who can see
our world is crumbling down to dust
and out of our ashes will grow a single tree

on this tree will be one flower
a single spec of life left in this land
a land free of metal and power
this spec of life will be man

with the rebirth of man 
we will start anew
our first begining lost in the sand
where our great cities once grew