This will be the day
Let's go, men!
This will be the morning
Bring out the prisoner!
(We will see them dying in the dust)
I don't know what I can do
Still I know I've got to try
(Now we make them pay)
Eagle help my feet to fly
(Now without a warning)
Mountain help my heart be great
(Now we leave 'em blood and bone and rust)
Spirits of the Earth and Sky
(It's them or us)
Please don't let it be too late
(They're just a bunch of filthy, stinking)
Savages, savages
Demons, devils
Kill them!
Savages, savages
What are we waiting for?
Destroy their evil race until there's not a trace left
(How loud are the drums of war)
We will sound the drums of war
Now we sound the drums of war
Now we see what comes
Of trying to be chums
Of course it means the drums of
(Is the death of all I love carried in the drumming of)
War!
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