Soldiers march right past our front door
Off to war
Earth goes 'round
The sun and moon fly up then down
Storms will come
They will turn the blood back into dust
Thunder roars off in the distance
How it grows
Culture clash, misunderstanding
How it grows!
Violent clash, misunderstanding
How it grows
Everyone knows
Dawn breaks
The first light of morning reveals the dead
Bowing heads
Tears wet the ground