The red sun rises
As we wake to meet our foes
We’ve waited for too long
For an enemy too strong

Man and beast, they prepare
To be met out on the field
It will not be long now
‘till our victory is here!

Red as the sun
Blood will spill and overrun
Children will cry
Orphans made as fathers die

Banners will soar
Man will scream and beast will roar
Arrows will fly
They will rain and block out the sky

Bodies collide
Forward to die
Holding his blade
Man of the age

Now we press on
Hurdling the dead
Weak men will fall
Crushed underneath our fucking heel

The war is almost won
Or so it appears

Red as the sun
Blood will spill and overrun
Children will cry
Orphans made as fathers die

Banners will soar
Man will scream and beast will roar
Arrows will fly
They will rain and block out the sky

The body count is rising
Of man and steed
We’ve wiped the insolent
Who have come across the sea

The body count is rising
Of many men and steed
We’ve wiped the insolent
Who sailed across the sea

(Sailed across the sea)

We’ve wiped the insolent
Who sailed across the sea