In the end, we tried again and again to prevent the end
While the wicked man sold the end like another product
All for profit, nothing more
Sold all from a lord of war to a gleaming god
Feeding our thoughts with cafeteria meals
In the end, we tried again and again to prevent the end
A reign of terror strikes the streets
Injecting fiery fear in the hearts man
All for profit, nothing more
While the heart of a demon beats on forever more
Reaping their reward as man runs out of time
In the end, we tried again and again to prevent the end
Medicine man prays for peace as he cares of the weak
While the wicked man financed the future
All for profit, nothing more
The world will start a new, when hate releases the hammer of truth
While the devil claims his share from the wicked man
In the end, we tried again and again to prevent the end
All for profit, nothing more
A villanelle inspired by Alien Nation–Scorpions and Apocalypse Now