Alba s touto skladbou:
O3 A Trilogy - Part 3,
Off the Beaten Path,
So sad the story like a dream
Millions of voices suddenly turned to steam
The final battle has begun
A wanton war that won't be won
Mothers clutch their wailing child
The fig tree burns; their tiny cries can't be calmed
Raining fire from the sky
Arrows that hold the power of the sun
Like ants they scramble for their homes
The fragile walls cannot keep out the storm
Raging waters wash all hope away
All can hear a sound
Like oceans crashing down
Whenever the wind blows for 7 years
Nothing can grow, everything dies
Littering roads with still glowing bones
Find one, you'd better leave it alone
Great cities fall one by one
All Leaders call Johnny get your gun"!
The little man takes the world stage
Still denying his deployment of the rage
The Snake snorts, spouting lies
The Eagle descends and plucks out his eyes
Overnight the world is changed
A viscous vengeance in the false prophets name
Fires light the sky
For all to see
One thousand years of peace
A naive fantasy
Radioactive the seven seas
Poison will flow, and ebb with the tide
Disrupted food chains all that is needed for life to survive
Gone in the blink of an eye
The King of Terror... the Anti-Christ
We must destroy him...join the fight
His hand 200 million strong
Descends upon you. Join the fight
Send the children... your tender young
Sacrifice them...join the fight
200 million, marching...join the fight
Women, children, crying...join the fight
Hopeless Heroes, dying...join the fight
The snake is snorting, lying...join the fight
