Time, thousands of years pass by,
But with the ancient rites intact
Man, mankind has multiplied
Spreading worldwide as planned
Kings and their armies preen
Draw lines in the sand
Fight for their so called rights,
To God, gold and land
(Chorus)
And through the ages, we hand them their fate
Marionettes on a string
Phased retribution, precise and exact
'Til the birth of The One sets us free...
Blood, Earth Mother's soaked in blood
Spilled from the warring clans of man
Greed will serve to feed unrest,
Antagonized within by our hand
Pain, death and pestilence
Will shake human faith
Creeds serving heresy,
A crutch for man's flawed way
(Chorus)
And through the ages, we hand them their fate
Marionettes on a string
Phased retribution, precise and exact
'Til the birth of The One sets us free...
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