| Far off on the horizon you can barely see the torches | |
| But rest assure, they're out there and they're coming | |
| If you listen the sound is growing nearer | |
| Of infantry marching out a hypnotizing rhythm | |
| Destroying every town, light it up and burn it down | |
| You may not like it now but this is how the story ends | |
| Above the rain of clashing steel they raise the flags of war | |
| A sign to all the warriors who cannot hear | |
| Amidst smoke of cannon balls they bang the drums of death | |
| [Incomprehensible] cannot see | |
| Destroying every town, light it up and burn it down | |
| You may not like it now but this is how the story ends | |
| Poison the well and scorch the earth, everything's slashed and burned | |
| You may not like it now but this is how the story ends | |
| Destroying every town, light it up and burn it down | |
| You may not like it now but this is how the story ends | |
| Poison the well and scorch the earth, everything's slashed and burned | |
| You may not like it now but this is how the story ends |