Like a thousand times before

The rulers play their games

And the young men march to war



They're righteous in their minds

Justified to kill

Believing to serve their God

Being servants to their will



The sacred soldiers



No time to give it thought

No need to understand

When ones who pull the strings

Place weapons in their hands



Never shed a tear

For those about to die

For victory in war

Any given price is right



The sacred soldiers

March into war



Sheltered by guardian angels

The sons of holy 

Against all evil strangers

Marching to war



Like men of thousand ages

The final curtain falls

Against all evil strangers

Marching to war.