Bolt Thrower - Dark Millennium

You feel confusion and new torment as your mind decays
Devolution of your life - begins today - begins today
Hear the sircas scream in vain
Despair for your life
Hope is futile as missiles strike
A cruel twist of the knife
Those that dominate, direct their hate
Life obliterate, humans terminate
Hope for a future, is what you say
With your world in ruins, what a price to pay
As you crawl through the wreckage - you can't believe
Could mankind really be so naive
This world now twisted, brought to its knees
With the people in power left to oversee
A world totally deformed, no hope of being reborn
The heart from it now torn, this world now we all mourn
Look to the future, on your knees now pray
With this world in ruins, what a price to pay
Your world's now in ruins
What a price you paid