O HOW THE MIGHTY HAVE FALLEN
Here we go on our road
Down a trail of tears
Down this path we chose
Here we stand heads held high
In our royal clothes like a naked child
O how the mighty have fallen
There we were in the Promiseland
Once a garden green now stones and sand
Here we are in the fields of time
Our backs are bent
Our hands resigned
O how the mighty have fallen
Sons of God at the break of dawn
In the serpent's eyes
A precious pawn
Set adrift in a great abyss
We were put to sleep by death's cold kiss
O how the mighty have fallen