The Golden Age Songtext
von A Sound of Thunder

Oh, yeah!

Reaching for his gun, hatred in his eyes
Look around and smile, see the Cult arise
Whispering a silent prayer to the god of fear
Give us this fine day, the truth is crystal clear

Time to march with the boys, head held high
No one will ever stop them
One nation under one red sky

(Go back!) Keep your huddled mass away
(Go back!) Keep your tired and poor!

Initiation done, blinded by the lies
The spider has spoken, deception and disguise
She said voices were erased, crying it′s not fair
Now there's a score to settle, revolution in the air

His pulse racing, mindless mob on the prowl
Climb the wall of tyranny, gang justice here and now

(Go back!) Keep your huddled mass away
(Go back!) Keep your tired and poor!


Place the blame, there′s nothing more
Tripped and fell just like before
Backed into a corner now
Got to make it back somehow

This is the cause that is fought for
Determination to stand strong
A mind that can't be wrong

No one dared to speak
The consequences of his chosen path
Sins and sirens wailing

No!
I will not go!

The world will turn until the end of space and time
Evil in the heart is their cruel design

The voices of dissent echo through centuries
The tyranny of mind is a disease
The past is gone
It's time to change our destinies
It′s in our hands
The future that was meant to be

Two visions of the world
Will play out on the stage
Who will write the rules in the golden age?


Go! (Go back!)
The huddled mass will lead the way (go back!)
The tired and poor are here to stay
(Go back!)
The huddled mass will lead the way
Go back! Go back!
The tired and poor are here to stay!