Our day will come,
And everyone will hail our banner,
And praise the sun...
Swords will clash,
As we fight their trash,
We strike hard as a lightning flash...

Chorus:
One Nation, One Race,
One Folk, One Faith (repeat x 20

As the heat soars in the coming wars...
We'll fight to death for our noble cause
We'll seek the red and cut off his head
With hammer and gun we're free from dread...

With the beat of the drum, the hammer and gun
Once again we'll be number one...
Through dust and fire we'll meet desire
And the White man will be saved
From the funeral pyre...