WARRIORS OF THE EAST

Verse 1
Born to a land that would see the day
When the offspring of heaven would assault its pray
And the abortive gulf would swallow us whole
And cosmic rain would fall for days
Seen as the underdog and thrown in the war fog
We fucked those comers back to their walls
And as the first sun set and the fires were spread;
Their cries would fall only on the dead
 
Break 1
March through their pathetic lines!
Their cries can’t be heard by their anxious wives!
 
Verse 2
As the sun then rose and dead strapped to poles
Dry blood filled the air
The dead were shared fair and when they said their prayer
Even God laughed at their tiny tug
With our balls in the sun and the dogs on the run
We funeraled half of their force
But the work was not done, for they came for more fun
And the real battle had just begun!
 
Break 2
Rip these cunts to shreds and say;
You threatened our land so now you shall pay!
 
Chorus
Ho! Ho! Ho! The War goes on!
Ho! Ho! Ho! We all love the fun!
Ho! Ho! Ho! Their blood warms our minds so!
Ho! Ho! Ho! Their blood makes our grass grow!
 
Verse 3
As their blood runs red and their bodies are piled
The Lord’s troops will run for the hills
Past their own midlines and their own false trope
That we would run dry on hope
As the mist turns red and the cunts drop dead
there’s one thing left to do
Behead the state to prevent the lies
from spreading like a dead rat’s smell 
 
Break 3
The cunts have run they’re cowards we say!
We’ll use their blood to mark our stay!
 
Chorus
Ho! Ho! Ho! The War goes on!
Ho! Ho! Ho! We all love the fun!
Ho! Ho! Ho! Their blood warms our minds so!
Ho! Ho! Ho! Their blood makes our grass grow!
 
Their red blood makes our grass grow!