Woorden: Killing Joke. Brighter Than A Thousand Suns. Rubicon.

The age of miracles, assent of man in strident tones
Realms of fantastic have been forged by folly speed and steel
Out of the cones stream forth, creation is not yet complete
New species come, old species fall to nature once again
Now that I've found God on every side and in every legion

Revolution
Points of no return
Evolution
We cross the Rubicon

The shipyards blaze, vibrant arsenals wait their turn
Idols of rational worlds to worship power, to worship strength
Great crowds excited by riot, pleasure, work
Insane crusades, destructive gesture of the freedom bringers
And all the bells shall toll, as holy banners fly
And all will talk of freedom

Revolution
Points of no return
Evolution
We cross the Rubicon

Let rage and hate of races run from Adam down
The magic of our science shines brighter than a thousand suns
Liberty in new dimensions, ruthless and spectacular
Obliteration shall be poetry of 'Golden Dawns'
And as the people thrill, I stand and comprehend upon the threshold

Revolution
Points of no return
Evolution
We cross the Rubicon