Time, thousands of years pass by
But with the ancient rites intact
Man, mankind has multiplied
Spreading worldwide as plannedKings and their armies preen
Draw lines in the sand
Fight for their so called rights
To God, gold and landAnd through the ages we hand them their fate
Marionettes on a string
Phased retribution, precise and exact
Till the birth of the one sets us freeBlood, earth mother's soaked in blood
Spilled from the warring clans of man
Greed will serve to feed unrest
Antagonized within by our handPain, death and pestilence
Will shake human faith
Creeds serving heresy
A crutch for mans flawed wayAnd through the ages we hand them their fate
Marionettes on a string
Phased retribution, precise and exact
Till the birth of the one sets us freeAnd through the ages we hand them their fate
Marionettes on a string
Phased retribution, precise and exact
Till the birth of the one sets us free