[D. Wayne / K. Vanderhoof]



In a holy war from these shores 

Where lands are hot and dry

Nations forged by gods own hand

These kingdoms in the sand 



A billion dollars everyday

The un-people pay

Political shemes and the war machines

Its a news media scene 



Still Gods children die

Under blackend sky



Media man with his soul in his hand

He reasons this is wrong

With his Rolex watch and his white painted yacht

Does he even give a damn



Those who do then make the rules

And say that we must change

We fight for oil the new age spoil

Making all these chains