its progress has no limits and neither do the eyes of the subterranen cynic the one who must hide for all this time he has chosen a war path he will end its greed feeling beings feeling nothing i will set its limit for his future has no home the snake is in the garden he goes on alone i'm in its yesterdays i've seen it rise escaped by thinking twice i live so it must die i'm the mystic i'm the one i'm the seasons it's the sun i'm the moon you're its need i will make it bleed i'm the moon it is the sun i 'll eclipse all that it's done i'll bring renewal through destruction i will make it see this is a warning of no compromise the arrogant will be made humble the ignorant will be made wise [music: j. Tipton & t. Tipton] [lyrics: e. Rosvold]