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?