We are falling over the ends of the earthnSo gather your sons and daughters before younAnd tell them that these are the final days ofnallnPreach to the paupersnAnd sing to the slavesnnI see you've chosen to loose your faithnTo burn your bridges and lose your waynFrom mountain top to valley deepnFrom shore to cursed shorenWhat Nation, what State what Land is this?nThe wretched Tribe of Nero...nnSing sing sing to the slavesnSing to the slaves that Rome BurnsnnAre our bones not dust?nIs our Blood not Poison?nOn my knees in the black lightnPraying for Salvation, bitter RedemptionnSo throw your dice and cast your shadownYou may look awaynBut your children will not...