2000 [Acoustic]

In The Year 2000
Will We Still Have Minds?
Will Our Hearts Be Stone-Cold?
And Who Drew The Blinds?
Will The Frozen Tundra Reflect Blue Light
In The Faces And The Passages Of Modern Night?

And Who Lit The Flame?
Who Moved The Stone?
Who Promised Grace In The Face Of Rome?
Life, In A Word, Is The Master Of Time
By The Year 2000, His Star May Shine

In The Neon's Flashing, Will We Be Machines?
Will We Push The Button, Erasing Conscience Clean?
Will The Jagged Mountains Fall Down To Dust
Consumed By Weapons Of Human Lust?

And Who Lit The Flame?
Who Moved The Stone?
Who Promised Grace In The Face Of Rome?
Life, In A Word, Is A Master Of Time
By The Year 2000, His Star May Shine

Where Will You Go, What Will You Do
When Your Life Comes Crashing Down On You?
You Slam The Door, You Lock Your Heart
How Will You Face The Endless Dark?

And Who Lit The Flame?
Who Moved The Stone?
Who Promised Grace In The Face Of Rome?
Life, In A Word, Is The Master Of Time
By The Year 2000, His Star May Shine
And Who Lit The Flame?
Who Moved The Stone?
By The Year 2000, May His Love Be Known