An

apo-

cryp-

hal

po-

pu-

lar

my-

tho-

lo-

gy

or

a

civili-

za-

tion

in

wane

What-

ever

your

as-

sess-

ment

is,

a

pa-

ra-

dox

re-

mains

There's

a

mo-

ral

and

intel-

lec-

tual

va-

cuum

and

you're

right

to

be

lookin'

askance

Phi-

lo-

so-

phi-

cal-

ly

mori-

bund,

re-

vo-

lu-

tion

hasn't

a

chance

As

the

light

fades,

sha-

dows

dance

in

sil-

houette

to

stars

De-

spite

all

il-

lu-

sion

we

ap-

proach

the

dark-

est

hour

Is

the

en-

emy

hiding

in

your

con-

science

or

can

for-

giveness

pave

the

way?

There's

got

to

be

a

place

for

them

if

tomor-

row's

a bet-

ter

day

With

the

high-

priest

bang-

ing

on

the

war

drum

you

cannot

make

out

what

he's

saying

With

all

the

lit-

ter

on the

bat-

tle-

field,

no

high-

er

ground

re-

mains

As

the

light

fades,

sha-

dows

dance

in

sil-

houette

to

stars

De-

spite

all

il-

lu-

sion

we

ap-

proach

the

dark-

est

hour

Wel-

come

to

the

show

Hist-

ory

took

a

toll

Dis-

con-

tent

was

sown

but

now

the

child

has

grown

and

come

into

his

own

A

su-

per-

star

Yet

des-

pite

all

il-

lus-

ion

we

ap-

proach

the

dark-

est

hour