| Listen children to a story | 
| That was written long ago | 
| 'Bout a kingdom, on a mountain | 
| And the valley folk below | 
| On the mountian was a treasure | 
| Burried deep beneath a stone | 
| And the valley people swore | 
| They’d have it for their very own | 
| Go ahead and hate your neighbor | 
| Go ahead and cheat a friend | 
| Do it in the name of Heaven | 
| You can justify it in the end | 
| There wont be any trumpets blowing | 
| Come the judgement day | 
| On the bloody morning after who… | 
| One tin soldier rides away | 
| So the people of the valley | 
| Sent a message up the hill | 
| Asking for the burried treasure | 
| Tons of gold for which they’d kill | 
| Cam an answer from the kingdom | 
| With our brothers we will share | 
| All the secrets of our mountain | 
| N' all the riches burried there | 
| Now the valley cried in anger | 
| Mount your horses | 
| Draw your sword | 
| And they killed the mountain people | 
| So they won their just reward | 
| Now they stood beside the treasure | 
| On the mountain dark and red | 
| Turn the stone and which beneath it | 
| «Peace on Earth» | 
| Was all it said | 
| Go ahead and hate your neighbor | 
| Go ahead and cheat a friend | 
| Do it in the name of Heaven | 
| You can justify it in the end | 
| There wont be any trumpets blowing | 
| Come the judgement day | 
| On the bloody morning after who… | 
| One tin soldier rides away | 
| Go ahead and hate your neighbor | 
| Go ahead and cheat a friend | 
| Do it in the name of Heaven | 
| You can justify it in the end | 
| There wont be any trumpets blowing | 
| Come the judgement day | 
| On the bloody morning after who… | 
| One tin soldier rides away |