In the mud of your creation
In the tears of your nation
Hear your land’s primal roar
Let’s prepare for what’s in store

Hear our heartlands
Hear our calls
Here we stand here we fall
In the landslides
In the floods
Hear our prayers lord above

Here I heard your war cry
Why people hate
Why people die

High above the modern ways
Time stands still like olden days
Love is earned
Love is work
Tears and toil in the dirt