Sand Kings

In a holy war from these shores Where lands are hot and dry Nations forged by gods own hand These kingdoms in the sand A billion dollars everyday The un-people pay Political shemes and the war machines Its a news media scene Still Gods children die Under blackend sky Media man with his soul in his hand He reasons this is wrong With his Rolex watch and his white painted yacht Does he even give a damn Those who do then make the rules And say that we must change We fight for oil the new age spoil Making all these chains