And so the rain shall fall
From the care of heaven's brow
In their millions, they shall pour
On the naked earth below

Man had inherited the earth
Blessed with all of creation
He has milked it to death
To become a barren nation

The wrath of the storm
And the force of the flood
From yonder comes
To cleanse the decaying horde

On the following morn'
The sun will light the sky
For a new day is born
And the old ways will die....