Here I will walk
Despite of these
Impervious malnourished thoughts
I'll make my mark
Here in this land
Drawing fine lines
On foreign sands
Christ had his time
Now this is ours
Let's use it all
In these final hours
Cover the stink
Remove the stains
Keep all the infidels
Locked up in chains
We'll fight for peace
Inside our gates
Treasures abound
In the pearly gates
Tonight we'll decide
On which souls to save
One person's victory is
Another's deep grave