Unbury The Hatchet

Raging generals, serious games



They don't know what is really going on



Like a clever move in a game of chess



To make an enemy of the world



They stick at nothing



You better give yourself up



Can't stop to see you suffering



Time for your blood to spill



Unbury the hatchet



Kick the mighty from their seats



Unbury the hatchet



And exalt them of low degree



Wartime comrades, sure of victory



With the threat of an air attack



To strike down the despotical tyrant



Who measures his strength with god



They stick at nothing



You better give yourself up



Can't stop to see you suffering



Time for your blood to spill



Unbury the hatchet



Kick the mighty from their seats



Unbury the hatchet



And exalt them of low degree



Unbury the hatchet



Kick the mighty from their seats



Unbury the hatchet



And exalt them of low degree



Stirred up aggression



We'll not be defeated



It's hard enough for me to say



According to martial law



We shot them down



There will be hell to pay



Unbury the hatchet



Kick the mighty from their seats



Unbury the hatchet



And exalt them of low degree



Unbury the hatchet



Unbury the hatchet



There will be hell to pay