The End of History - Twilight Of The Gods

Do you think you have

The will to make it

The strength and the fire

Iron will to take it

To make your orisons

Of the lands of he free

To bring repentance

And fear to me

This is the end of history

This is a monument

To the great

Nothing is concealed from

The tombs of fate

The blank slates

Of failed states

Bind us forever

To the grave

This is the end of history

Is this the end of history

Were you born in the final hours

Do you have the will to re-write the past

And alter the future with one final death-blow

One final push over the top

This is the question

Do you think you have

The will to make it

Strength and fire

And will to take it

To make your prisons

In the land to the free

To bring repentance to me

This is the end of history