I don't care what you've heard
They're guided by the prophet of the utterly absurd
They say they come in peace and while
they extend their hand there's teeth behind the smile

A religion hatred latent
Cohort of the damned
A messenger of satan
Raising children to wrath

(Chorus)
Wake, Wake, Wake, Wake the nations
Wake, Wake, Wake, Wake the nations

Guilty kings do as they please
Seems like there's no cure for this disease
Taking slaves by abduction
Swept by the broom of their destruction

Angels singing out of tune
Can you hear the sound
Voices of their innocent blood
Calling from the ground