The Years Without Light

Scanning the crowd, defiling the writhing masses

And I saw your death, impaled on iron fences

Your fate was sealed, you're doomed to die on TV

Because your death, your bloody death

Will never please me, noYou don't know what its like, yes you never could

Possibly understand, I wish you would

What it means, what it means to stand on

Atop a heap of heads and handsNow is time to divide the line

To make up what's left of my mind

Now you know, yes, now you know it's almost time

Your world, your doom, your life, your destiny

To live for Gwar and die, die, die for meYou must not let them stop what you do

You might get destroyed before I enter you

And you will do as I tell you toThe years without light

The years without light