Run them down

Run them down
Run them down like a lawn-mower
Run them down, ruin them
And make a fool out of them
For they deserve to purify this land;
It is their blood that we will lick
To know what valor is, death is, life is.

Rivers will flow backwards if they have to
For we will burn the seas to fit ourselves
Flags, red, yellow, blue will fly
As we step on the shores of humanity's past
The cannons will be loaded again
And now there won't be a finish line.

So run them down as you would
Run them down as they should!