Spirit rise to greet the sun 
Takes my hand and beats the [bad word] Tries to make me understand
We're as one in the sea of sand

I'm praying for rain
To see desert flowers again

The eagle flies up towards the sun
High above the fields of Babylon
In one claw he hold an olive branch for peace
In the other twelve arrows for his enemies

Spirit rise to help us see
The loving face of humanity
Devoid of fear and free from greed
Devoted to the greater need

The locust is born upon the wing
It's hunger seems as boundless as the great river plain
Where the Tigris weaves its way toward the sea
Through a great desert in the heart of man

Sons and daughters of America
You lay down your lives
For the warlords of America

Not for your sake not for mine.