A Glorious Epoch - Immolation

Hear millions cry

The darkness falls

Echoing the past

Bleed the world dry

Our threatened kingdoms

The world is divided

Trample ourselves

While we claw for the prize

The schemes of men have failed us all

Strife with no end, our actions will betray us

Battles will rage

Violence will flow

Repeating the past

A tragic path once more

Making our mark while leaving our stain

Our legacy of arrogance will wither with the day

Oppression and fear

Our weapons of choice

Always playing God

It’s never enough

Our coveted conquests

At such a great cost

More suffering and loss

A glorious epoch