Bring on the blood, bring on the sand,

Bring on the metal water cans,

Bring on the fire, bring on the wheel,

Bring on the bitter taste of steel.

Bring on the knife, bring on the gun,

Bring on the harshly beating sun.

Bring on a country on its knees,

Bring on a thousand refugees.

Bring on the tortured days and nights,

Bring on the pestilence and blight.

Bring on the pain, bring on the screams,

Bring on the restless, fearful dreams.

Bring on the wails as corpses pile

Bring on the girl clutching her mangled child

Bring on the countless ranks of dead,

Bring on the rivers running red.

Bring on the heady scent of oil,

Bring on the wasted hours of toil.

Bring on the light as day is born,

Bring them marching through the dawn.

Question not what they fight for;

Bring on the war.