When liars no more rule the world, when envy turns into history, when love turns warm this cold the world will quake in harmony When darkness no more
others who have bent Ambition hides from view those who are falling Convince yourself you'll not be like those crawling Laughing in the face of their distress
sinned against your own people on Central City Now you must pay the ultimate price: your access denied... Blazing arid wasteland, motionless distress
