Against my will to these sad shores
An unknown force has drawn me
Bound unto a future shaped by ancestors before me
Day on day I march the beat to someone else's [bad word] I have searched far foreign lands
There's nowhere left [bad word] 
Impending storm rise up rise up
Oh demons, I shall shame you
Look down the barrel of my gun
And one by one, I'll name you
Day on day my brothers leave
Go marching off to war
Yet we never understand for what we're fighting for

Ubi caritas et amor
Ubi caritas
Deus ibi est

Worldly desires and worldly gains
Designed for worldly men
I'm a master of the heart
With ears and hands to lend, oh [bad word] and soldiers go
Some changed by love for thee
circle in the chain of life all fighting to be free

Ubi caritas et amor
Ubi caritas
Deus ibi est
 [bad word] my lord and we shall dance
To God's own private [bad word]  oh
Sweet Jesus and the holy vine
The afterlife [bad word] Day on day I march the the beat
To someone else's [bad word] I have searched far foreign lands
There's nowhere left [bad word] 
Ubi caritas et amor
Ubi caritas
Deus ibi est