XXV, Pt. 1

Cling to life, cling on to hope
Cling to your future, on the end of a burning rope
Should you choose to light the fuse
And ignore that for which I labor
I'll see you burning bright in the night sky of your neighbors
Is this the final act of your sad and sorry play?
You took our gift of paradise and you threw it all away
Like a mini-supernova, you'll be over in a flash
Turn your history, your culture, and your children into ash

Twenty-five true, honest men
To rule your world with wisdom, we can all begin again
Give me twenty-five true, honest men
We've saved your world before, we can save you once again

I am no god, I am just a man
But you ran to cells to listen, calls for a totally different plan
I have a mission, to judge you from a higher intellectual plane
To decide if you're worthy, if your existence will remain
You will cease the endless bickering and find a different way
If you fail to heed these warnings, I will sweep you all away
You have twenty-five short hours to comply with all I say
Any semblance of a failure, and this will be your final day

Give me twenty-five true, honest men
None can corrupt or interrupt in pursuance of this plan
Just twenty-five to dedicate their lives
To lead you, to guide you, to a future filled with light

Twenty-five true, honest men
To rule your world with wisdom, we can all begin again
Just twenty-five to dedicate their lives
To lead you, to guide you, to a future filled with light