Born from the dark, 

In the black cloak of night. 

To envelop its prey below, 

Deliver to the light. 

To eliminate your enemy, 

Hit them in their sleep, 

And when all is won and lost, 

The spoils of wars are yours to keep. 



Great nations built from the bones of the dead 

With mud and straw, blood and sweat, 

You know your worth when your enemies 

Praise your architecture of aggression 



Ensuing power vacuum 

A toppled leader dies 

His body fuels the power fire 

And the flames rise to the sky 

One side of his face a kiss 

The other genocide 

Time to pay with your ass 

A worldwide suicide 



Great nations built from the bones of the dead 

With mud and straw, blood and sweat, 

You know your worth when your enemies 

Praise your architecture of aggression 



Born from the dark 

In the black cloak of night 

To envelop its prey below 

Deliver to the light 

To eliminate your enemy 

Hit them in their sleep 

And when all is won and lost 

The spoils of war are yours to keep 



Great nations built from the bones of the dead 

With mud and straw, blood and sweat, 

You know your worth when your enemies 

Praise your architecture of aggression