In the dark ancient world of old
Wickedness became hopelessly bold
Though men were amply warned
Goodness was all the more scorned
For their sins, they had no sorrow
They felt no fear for tomorrow
Noah cried, Lord look and see
How everyone laughs at me
You and yours I’ll surely spare
Just follow my plans with special care
A mighty boat will deliver thee
While I wrap the earth in unending sea
In the dark world of today
Satan again has targeted his prey
Though men are still amply warned
Once again, goodness is cursed and scorned
For their sins, they have no sorrow
Alas, they have no fear of tomorrow!