Stains of blood cover fields
That used to be green
Sent to die
We all pay for their greed
Hail the queen
Bring her praises
To the sky
Forever will her name
Be lifted up high
Hallowed be the queen's name
We take the land she demands
We are the warriors
Of our time
We are the ones
Who are sent to die
Singing our anthem
As we march
Sorrow and blood
Runs through our hearts
Life cut short
Looking down the barrel of a gun
No one cares
Remembered by no one
Show no care
No remorse
Fight for their demands
We are the warriors
Of our time
We are the ones
Who are sent to die
Singing our anthem
As we march
Sorrow and blood
Runs through our hearts
We are the warriors
Of our time
We are the ones
Who are sent to die
Singing our anthem
As we march
Sorrow and blood
Runs through our hearts
Bring us home
We just to want to live our lives
Fight for land
The lord demands we thrive
No more hope
True meaning never found
Serenade
The drums of war shall sound
March to war
We die for something more
Forget yourself
It's written in their laws
Hail the king
Lynch his enemies from the gallows
Forsaken how
His orders are hallow
We are the warriors
Of our time
We are the ones
Who are sent to die
Singing our anthem
As we march
Sorrow and blood
Runs through our hearts
We are the warriors
Of our time
We are the ones
Who are sent to die
Singing our anthem
As we march
Sorrow and blood
Runs through our hearts