THIS IS NOT THE END

      The beast awakes

      From the slumber of ages.

      Evil reigns. Terror rages.

      Now the rock of ages,

      Through the pages of time,

      Brings end to the hunger,

      The war and the crime.

      But first, but first,

      A battle to win;

      Don your white armor,

      Oh "ye without sin".

      Scepter of gold,

      Scepter of tin,

      Scepter of silver,

      Scepter of glass,

      Battle now, bravely.

      All things shall pass.