• The beat of war reigns on
    Can you hear the sound of marching drums?
    Bullets fill the sky
    Men kill to show their nation's pride
    The smell of death and blood
    Hold memories of your loved ones close,
    Find hope in pain,my friend,
    Brothers in arms until the end

    Slumber sleep with dreams of home,
    Hand in hand, don't march alone,

    We've got a thirst for your blood
    It's pumpin' through our veins
    Wait till the moments right
    Show no,mercy
    [x2]

    What do we have to fear?
    Lock stock let's blow them all away
    Then hide yourself in sleep
    Hopefully they'll take you in the night
    Eyes bloodshot red and straining,
    You'll see the ghost inside their eyes
    A country left in tears
    Watching their flag burn and die

    Slumber sweet, with dreams of home,
    Hand in hand, don't march alone,

    We've got a thirst for your blood
    It's pumpin' through our veins
    Wait till the moments right
    Show no,mercy
    [x2]

    Dreams of Home...

    We've got a thirst for your blood,
    (We've got a thirst for your blood)
    Wait till the moments right!
    Show no, mercy

    We've got a thirst for your blood
    It's pumpin' through our veins
    Wait till the moments right
    Show no, mercy
    [x2]