Axes flash, broadswords swing
Shining armors' piercing ring [bad word] with polished shield
Fight those [bad word] 'til they yield

Midnight mare, blood red roan
Fight to keep this land your own
Sound the horn and call the cry
How many of them can we make die?

Follow orders as you're told
Make their yellow [bad word] cold
Fight until you die or drop
force like ours is hard to stop

Close your mind to stress and pain
Fight 'til you're no longer sane
Let not one [bad word] cur pass by
How many of them can we make die?

Guard your women and children well
Send these [bad word] back to [bad word] We'll teach them the ways of war
And they [bad word] here anymore

Use your shield and use your head
Fight 'til everyone is dead
Raise the flag up to the sky
How many of them can we make die?

Dawn has broke, the time [bad word] Move your feet to the marching [bad word] We'll win the war and pay the toll
Fight as one in heart and soul

Midnight mare and blood red roan
Fight to keep this land your own
Sound the horn and call the cry
How many of them can we make die?

Axes flash, broadswords swing
Shining armors' piercing ring [bad word] with polished shield
Fight those [bad word] 'til they yield

Midnight mare and blood red roan
Fight to keep this land your own
Sound the horn and call the cry
How many of them can we make die?
How many of them can we make die?
How many of them can we make die?