Time, thousands of years pass by   But with the ancient rites intact   Man, mankind has multiplied   Spreading worldwide as planned      Kings and their armies preen   Draw lines in the sand   Fight for their so called rights   To God, gold and land      And through the ages we hand them their fate   Marionettes on a string   Phased retribution, precise and exact   Till the birth of the one sets us free      Blood, earth mother's soaked in blood   Spilled from the warring clans of man   Greed will serve to feed unrest   Antagonized within by our hand      Pain, death and pestilence   Will shake human faith   Creeds serving heresy   A crutch for mans flawed way      And through the ages we hand them their fate   Marionettes on a string   Phased retribution, precise and exact   Till the birth of the one sets us free      And through the ages we hand them their fate   Marionettes on a string   Phased retribution, precise and exact   Till the birth of the one sets us free