An apocryphal popular mythology, or a civilization in wane

Whatever your assessment is, a paradox remains

There's a moral and intellectual vacuum

And you're right to be lookin' askance

Philosophically moribund, revolution hasn't a chance

As the light fades, shadows dance in silhouette to stars

Despite all illusion, we approach the darkest hour

Is the enemy hiding in your conscience? Can forgiveness pave the way?

There's gotta be a place for them if tomorrow's better day

With the high priest bangin' on the war drum

You cannot make out what he's sayin'

With all the litter on the battlefields, no higher ground remains

As the lights fade, shadows dance in silhouette to stars

Despite all illusion, we approach the darkest hour

Let's go

Welcome to the show

History took a toll

Discontent was sown, but now the child is grown and come into his own

A superstar

But despite all illusion, we approach the darkest hour