Centuries pass In mirrored existence Condemnant quod non intellegunt Ivory tower devoid of wisdom Lambs bleating below Foes massed at the gates And assembled deep within The price that must be paid Is sorrow unending Whelps intoxicated by sophism Gullible and clothed motley Septic chorus of absurdity Inviting their own ruin All will be lost It is the doom of men That they do not know It is the doom of men That they cannot see It is the doom of men That they remember not Famine, drought and locusts Alms for the indentured Sloth and corruption Swords long since dull The price that must be paid Is sorrow unending Ideology and indifference Unify in fatal consequence The empire crumbles The foundation breaks All will be lost It is the doom of men That they do not know It is the doom of men That they cannot see It is the doom of men That they remember not The blissfully ignorant And those inherently so They remember not Now all will be lost Sorrow unending All will be lost