This will be the day, let's go men!
This will be the morning, bring out the prisoner
We will see them dying in the dust
I don't know what I can do. Still, I know I've got to try
Now we make 'em pay
Eagle, help my feet to fly
Now without a warning...
Mountain, help my heart be great
Now we leave 'em blood and bone and rust
Spirits of the earth and sky... (It's them or us)
Please don't let it be to late... (They're just a bunch of filthy, stinking)
Savages! Savages!
Demons! Devils!
Kill them!
Savages!
Savages!
What are we waiting for?
Destroy their evil race
Until there's not a trace left
How loud are the drums of war?
(We will sound the drums of war
Now, we sound the drums of war)
Now we see what comes
Of trying to be chums
(Now we sound the drums... Of... War!)
(Is the death of all I love Carried in the drumming of) War?
(Of course it means the drums... Of...) War!