In the west shall rise.
The sinister creed.
The rich will get what they want.
The poor will lose that they need.
The devil knows our fears.
He told all his friends.
They'll block the sun with their lies.
As darkness descends.
Oh Lord, the great collapse.
Won't be our end.
When the world falls into the flames.
We will rise again.
We will rise again.
Let the wars begin.
We'll keep our pistols near.
Our neighbors, frail and thin.
As they disappear.
Let the chaos come.
Let our houses freeze.
The lights will all go out.
But we'll finlaly see.
Oh Lord, the great collapse.
Won't be our end.
When the world falls into the flames.
We will rise again.
We will rise again.
When the sky has cleared.
And the storm has passed.
We'll walk arm in arm.
Down our promised path.
We'll watch the sun come up.
From its bed of black.
We will enter Eden's Garden.
And never look back.
Oh Lord, the great collapse.
Won't be our end.
When the world falls into the flames.
We will rise again.
We will rise again.