HISTORY'S HAND
ONCE UPON A LAND, CAME A BEAST THAT WE CALL MAN
UNRULY AND UNJUST WHITH HIS SELFISHNESS HE TRUSTS
IN ONE DIRECTION HE SEES, NOTHING BUT HIMSLEF
WITH NO REGARD TO YOU OR ANYONE
HIS LESSONS ARE HIS OWN, HIS WORDS SEAT THE THRONE
THERE'S NOTHING YOU CIAN DO ABOUT IT NOW
FEEL THE HIT OF HISTORY'S HAND
RISES UP FROM THE ASHES OF MAN
FEEL THE HIT OF HISTORYS HAND
BORN A CHILD, FEARED AS, FEARED AS A MAN
DO YOU LIKE WHAT YOU HAVE DONE
YOUR DESTRUCTION MAKES YOU SMILE
YOU CRY A TEARLESS CRY, A FACELESS WAY TO DIE
YOU MANIFEST YOUR LIFE, AND BELIEVE IN WHAT YOU TRY
WITH NO REGARD TO YOU OR ANYONE
HIS LESSONS ARE HIS OWN, HIS WORDS SEAT THE THRONE
THERE'S NOTHING YOU CIAN DO ABOUT IT NOW
FEEL THE HIT OF HISTORY'S HAND
RISES UP FROM THE ASHES OF MAN
FEEL THE HIT OF HISTORYS HAND
BORN A CHILD, FEARED AS, FEARED AS A MAN
WHAT HAVE WE DONE
WHAT HAVE WE MADE OF YOU
WHAT HAVE WE SHARED
WHAT HAVE WE TAKEN FROM YOU
WHAT HAVE WE DONE
FEEL THE HIT OF HISTORY'S HAND
RISES UP FROM THE ASHES OF MAN
FEEL THE HIT OF HISTORYS HAND
BORN A CHILD, FEARED AS, FEARED AS A MAN