I heard the drums beating
Heard the hearts beat for war
I wear the wounds of past conflicts
Upon my arms
The politicians bleating
The land of 10,000 scars
Holding aloft a golden crucifix
To keep us from harm
But there will be no reasoning
There is none to have
When the season of war begins again
We live in the unforgiven lands
The drums beat calling
The dreamers of glory elated
Every great wall is falling
Morality lays castrated
Who are we to offer
The blood of our youth
Who will suffer
Who are we to sacrifice
A generation without mothers
We are the foolish
We are the long forgotten tribe
Who kills its youngest generations
For the sake of hatred and lies