The End of Days

After our days, and the fall of man

One day this will heal again

Beasts crawl forth over desert clay

And mankind will be nature's prey

Ruined towns break forth in vines;

Trees, leaves, fleet combine

Humankind will have lost its sway--

The world again will be theirs one day!

Ooh-ee-eh ooh ah

Skeletons of rust reach for the sky

Ruined empires of days gone by

Dreams of lives buried in the sand

The end of days will have been long planned

Our children's children have passed away

Their auspicious lives lost in the fray

Carrion birds are all at play--

The world again will be theirs one day!

Ooh-ee-eh ooh ah

Nomadic tribes of the last of man

Pull their caravans across the sand

Gypsy wives hold their children tight

As the new superpower howls through the night

Gods watch from above and wonder what went wrong

The entropy of what once was strong

Now the survivors of man stay up late to pray

That the world will again be theirs one day!

Ooh-ee-eh ooh ah