The old king is dead, we took his trone,
the crown once on his head is now replaced by a tombstone
His rules, they have failed us when chaos took over
The new millenial reign, we have to accept in vain
I accept the challenge, I will roll the dice
Into this new era, I won't look back twice
Time to breed some courage, time to cross that line
Allthough we might stray, I'm not affraid of Y2K
Some signposts point to destruction, whereas others tell of renewall
Now what can we do?
Shoot ahead or turn back?
New leaders they come and they go, probing for new souls
After Christ fought Satan, who will take controll?
And will you hold your ground when day of reconing comes?
Will you surrender to disease or will you join the ranks of the proud?