Seaward they came on the wings of the wind on the edge of the flame To these ancient shores for the cancer they bring it destroys as it roars And it's tumbling down you had your chance but it's tumbling down And it's tumbling down you had your chance but it's tumbling down White as the snow and leaving no stone unturned as they go Your sacred past they violate and consume to the last Dark black harmony has nurtured these plains with a wild mystery But time's ruling sword is held tight in the hands of oppression's warlord