Bolt Thrower Dark Millennium
You feel confusion and new torment as your mind decays Devolution of your life - begins today - begins today Hear the sircas scream in vain Despair for your life Hope is futile as missiles strike A cruel twist of the knife Those that dominate, direct their hate Life obliterate, humans terminate Hope for a future, is what you say With your world in ruins, what a price to pay As you crawl through the wreckage - you can't believe Could mankind really be so naive This world now twisted, brought to its knees With the people in power left to oversee A world totally deformed, no hope of being reborn The heart from it now torn, this world now we all mourn Look to the future, on your knees now pray With this world in ruins, what a price to pay Your world's now in ruins What a price you paid
