The sky is on fire burning black gold
Eyes of the west turn to east
Driven by greed and an urge to destroy
Merciless killing your own
Slave to the power a slave to the gold
Ruthlessly ruling the east
Your reing of terrormust come to an end
Fighting your unholy war
Now you will pay we'll charge you our way
Sooner or later we'll get you
Don't try to hide in your holes underground
Just like an insect we'll smoke you right out
Night time primetime
Ancient legacy of crime
One day we will make you pay for
Night time primetime
Law and order pays the fine
Genocide you cannot justify
Chaos in east disorder in west
Desert storm is a go
Fighters are launched from the carriers at sea
Infantry coming your way
Armoured brigades engaging their lines
Regain control of black gold
Your reign of terror will come to an end
Countdown to death we're coming for you
Making our way through the desert
Soon you will pay for the pain that you caused
Captured or dead you will cause no more
Harm
Feet after feet mile after mile
Allies regaining control
Your cities in ruins a people in need
Still you go on as before
Feet after feet mile after mile
Allies returning the land
Hide undergroung as the coward you are
One day we're coming for you
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