The King of Zor, he called for war
And the King of Zam, he answered
They fashioned their weapons, one upon one
Ton upon ton
They called for war at the rise of the sun.
Out went the call, to one and to all
That echoed and rolled like the thunder
Trumpets and drums, roar upon roar,
More upon more
Rolling the call of come now to war.
Throughout the night, they fashioned their might
With right on the side of the mighty
They puzzled their minds, plan upon plan
Man upon man
In the dying of dawn, the Great War began.
They met on the battlefield, banner in hand
They looked out across the vacant land
and they counted the missing, one upon one
None upon none
The war, it was over before it begun
Two little kings, playing a game
They gave a war, and nobody
came. And nobody
came. And nobody
came. And nobody
came. Nobody
came. Nobody
came.