draw the swords for the forces will take the hill

in a flash in a clash of swords and steel

the hill will return to it's rightful masters

and words of offense with be obliterated

dust of the castle walls tiles of curses

will be broken ..

and people will sing their prayer in place

in the shade of palms upon the hill

at the break of dawn and in the evening and

in the heat of the day

songs will be sung

prayers to the almighty