Behind The Scenery - Response To Solitude lyrics

The age of strength is here at last Driven by the intention to restore the past A dark some tyrant veiled in a velvet robe Hear his anthems of suppression, of honesty and hope An archaic impulse to constitute A modern instrument of force To breed a autocratic solitude A dynasty will be enforced Proud to stalk on bloody paths How helpless did we become A capitalistic democracy Elevated in its autocracy A world on its knees A liberty where no one's free Throughout all time and history The tyrants fight against equality