Michael Wilton, Geoff Tate
    Red gates of iron cast their
  Black shadows on this land
  Dividing souls... far below
  The gathering winds the armies watch
  Are rising from the west
  Foretelling news... of freedom's hand
    In secrecy they've infiltrated
  All of our strongholds
  Controlling more... year after year
  So we've let this happen all along
  Believing what's been said
  Our leaders cry... we have no one to fear
    We watch the sun rise, and hope
  We watch the sun rise, and hope
  That it won't be our last
  Before the storm
  Before the storm
  Before the storm
  Before the storm
    Is it late to try, must we all die
  Our system awaits test
  Freedom by choice... is it for all men, best
  So we wait in fear the atom split
  Our hearts in two be torn
  Learn from the past... before the storm
    We watch the sunrise, and hope
  We watch the sunrise, and hope
  That it won't be our last