It was a day like any other: Morning with blue skies And then the storm came And then the world changed How can you stop a flame Blown by the winds of war? Why did they come here? What did we do? Why do they hate us? What can we do? Torn by the winds of war. It was a day like any other The battle once far away We see now first-hand And like a firebrand It consumes our land, Fanned by the winds of war Why did they come here? What did we do? Why do they hate us? What can we do? Torn by the winds of war. With fire and fury, With malice and hate, They burn and they pillage, They murder and rape. Flashing their swords, They carve out our fate. We are the spoils of war. It was a day like any other Sunset with red skies The storm has awoken Our spirits are broken What more can be spoken Above the winds of war? Why did they come here? What did we do? Why do they hate us? What can we do? It was a day like any other, And the end of our world. We are the spoils of war.