Arrival, the white flag has been hoisted Arms laid down before our feet Jaded, hardened, our empathy blunted Show no pity or remorse Urged by peers to join into the orgy Swat these flies or be subject to our fury Our new subjects to humiliation Inflict pain, lashes and lacerations Commit murder at every occasion We're new masters of this nation I, an ordinary man I, a stranger to this land I, will make you wish you ran I, conqueror, will make you suffer I, conqueror The victor tells the tale, how many stories are untold Of blood crazed men raping the young ones and the old As they cheer with impaled babies on their bayonets A beating heart turns to stone Our new subjects to humiliation Inflict pain, lashes and lacerations Commit murder at every occasion We're new masters of this nation I, an ordinary man I, a stranger to this land I, will make you wish you ran I, conqueror, will make you suffer