Fall beneath the glistening sun, on starving earth they shatter
The spires of an age of gold return to crumbling matter
Cities of bejewelled splendour, bleak and white as bone
The symbols of their dominance today are overthrown

Spires, ashes!
Reduced to earth and stone
Spires, ashes!
The winds of change have blown

Banners raise in thousands, the mountains call our name
The rivers part before us as the forests rise in flames
Pillars shake and tremble to the rhythm of our feet
Their lands will fear our armies and their waters fear our fleet

Fall beneath the glistening sun on starving earth they shatter
The spires of an age of gold return to crumbling matter
That once they lived in greatness comes to nothing in our eyes
From the bodies of the fallen greater days shall come to rise

Cast our eyes towards the east in greater dreams of power
Oracles sing devastation, nearer comes the hour
Their pyramids will topple, shattered skies above the loom
As empires turn to nothing, cry in God-forsaken doom!

Banners raise in thousands, the mountains call our name
The rivers part before us as the forest rise in flames
Pillars shake and tremble to the rhythm of our feet
Their lands will fear our armies and their waters fear our fleet