This desert rose has deadly thorns The blossoming nation built upon conquest and creed Four million Palestinians scattered in its wake An encamped nation of refugees just learning how to hate Down amongst the olive groves there is no promised land Zion bends to the wargod's will and blood still stains the sand Attack's the best form of defense So the strong would have us believe when they make war on the weak The Star of David pierced the heart of Lebanon Innocents lost in the battlefield have no place to run Who fuels the flames of Israel The true bastions of democracy