Morning star rising tall
Morning star about to fall
Morning star pride's made you swell
Morning star cast down to hell
Morning star rising fast
Morning star will not last
Morning star basking in pride
Morning star shriveled has died
Morning star rising tall
Morning star about to fall
Morning star pride's made you swell
Morning star cast down straight to hell
(Let's see how bright the future looks at the bottom)
How far must we fall?
Exalt yourselves as rulers; in truth to self we're slaves
And our temples, towers and palaces are crosses, chains and graves
But if Truth is non-existent, then ignorance is bliss
Slavery is an orgy and misery is a kiss
How far must we fall?
The choice is yours and mine
How far must we fall?
We are running out of time