Apocalypse 歌词

Halt the ringing cry of progress sang the horseman riding by through support the good God gave us riding back to yesterday yesterday. Turn the tables in the temple rang [bring] the hoardings from the Life is [insurance] gentle horseman [in]corporate efficiency efficiency. Some pieces for your daily tune/ Stop chasing for your daily dues the race is run no price you lose start craving for your daily news. There's [no more said] to change your views The brokers breathless useless let reason bring us to exceed now you hold the reins of the apocalypse. Galvanise yourselves to action cast inside iniquity And to this hand voice spoken The rites of ancient history / write your names in history in history. Halt the ringing cry of progress sang the horseman riding by through support the good God gave us riding back to yesterday yesterday to yesterday yesterday.