Our foes has come
With our blood they watered our soil
They killed our sons
And had our daughters has slaves.
Arise! O man
Get ready your amours
Assemble your horses
Stretch forth your sword
Let’s ride to war.
We shall colour their homes with their blood
We shall slay their sons
And we shall set them on spikes
For they shall taste the wrath of our sword
Then we shall have their blood for wine
For we gave them our trust,
But it all turned into a lost
We cry at their feet,
But they give us the wrath of their spite
We denied the truth,
Know we are fools.
But who shall stand
Who shall look into the face of the enemy and say enough,
No one
We are all corrupt
Guilty of our own actions
We are our own foes
Every man must fight the war within
Let’s not prevent the war
It as began
Let’s end it