Seasons Hawkwind

With fire you bring the towers down
Desire to seek the golden crown
Such hatred for the wretched damned
You bring destruction to the land

This is naught but the fevered dreams of madmen
Caught in a trap with no way out
This is the time when all could perish
In an incandescent fire bright

In flames the cities burn to ground
No trace of idols can be found
Such devastation left behind
With burning eyes destroy mankind

This is naught but the fevered dreams of madmen
Caught in a trap with no way out
This is the time when all could perish
In an incandescent fire bright

We crash into a broken fate
Breathe in the politician's face
Pick gods by greed and unjust war
Is the fattened calf worth fighting for?

This is naught but the fevered dreams of madmen
Caught in a trap with no way out
This is the time when all could perish
In an incandescent fire bright