In this hell they call heaven There is little to see There is little to feel There is nothing to be They promised us what we all wanted to hear A new realm of life for the next thousand years A new golden age of rise and expansion Hail the barbarians Cheer your en-dowers Greet the barbarians Wave your well wishes Hail the barbarians Cheer your en-dowers Greet the barbarians Wave your well wishes The skies are pouring showers of burning sand The skies are pouring showers of burning sand They massacre, call it progress They plunder and call it wealth Exterminate, abolish and steal They turn into carrion, everything they touch They never know nothing, they seldom knew much Hail the barbarians Cheer your en-dowers Greet the barbarians Wave your well wishes Hail the barbarians Cheer your en-dowers Greet the barbarians Wave your well wishes They promises us more of everything, for everybody They promises us more of everything, for everybody They promises us more of everything, for everybody They promises us more of everything, for everybody They promises us more of everything, for everybody They promises us more of everything, for everybody They promised us Hail the barbarians Cheer your en-dowers Greet the barbarians Wave your well wishes Hail the barbarians Cheer your en-dowers Greet the barbarians Wave your well wishes