Well the line was crossed by the napalm sons
And the fires in the oil field rages on
The sky turns black in the freedom-lands
And the blood wont wash off their midas hands
Church grip tightens on the God fearing heart
As the Garden of Eden gets blown apart
March of men has just begun
The giants come to command the thunderous sons CHORUS
When the time has come for Men to rise
And the ammunition is in our minds
Dont make us use our guns
When the time has come to take back control
And the ammunition is in our souls
Dont make us use our guns Well the homelands hands are infected with greed
And the poison comes with the American dream
Our own backyard is a cemetery now
Where the children played its a burial ground
The laughter died in front of television screens
When they saw the bombs k**ing families
The march of peace has just begun
The giants come to command the thunderous sons CHORUS BRIDGE
When weve had enough of war tragedy
Our minds will become the weapons of peace CHORUS and OUT