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 f**ing 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