Please hold your applause, though you may pause for genuflection As so deftly we're directing your attention To this hand my left or is it right, no need to analyze The sentiment and scope of our correctness Please remain seated as the spectacle repeats itself Ad nauseum (that's latin for "relentless") Don't you lose your focus as we orchestrate these locust years My dears, the show is bound to leave you breathless You paid admission, now the ride's begun, guaranteed to Leave you groping for the gears in this mad machine of tears Now that we're unchained We'll reign, insane And drown the world in flames And blood, and pain Our legion eyes and ears Will amplify your fears In a wilderness of mirrors In these new Locust Years Our timeline spins unbroken Like the webs that we have woven As the show unfolds like clockwork on command Are those horsemen knocking? Or the ticking and the tocking of the Watch? We are the face, we are the hands Sirens bay like mares at night, Sirens howl like wolves But it's all right for the show has just begun Now that we're unchained We'll reign, insane And drown the world in flames And blood, and pain Our legion eyes and ears Will amplify your fears In a wilderness of mirrors In these new Locust Years Now that we're unchained We'll reign, insane The pain will flow like wine In time to find Us drunk upon your tears And feasting on your fears Sharpening our spears In these new Locust Years