Savages, Pt. 2

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 them 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 too 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

We will sound the drums of war

How loud are the drums of war?

Now we sound the drums of war (Savages, savages)

Now we sound the drums of

Now we see what comes of trying to be chums

Is the death of all I love carried in the drumming of

War