Oh Phoebus, whose brilliant light
Removes the veil of dark from night
And lay the world bare for eyes to see
Hear a simple prayer from me!
Reveal the deceitful who reign over us now
Turn up their lies like earth before the plow
Burn away half truths with a pruning flame
And show the world the corrupt in their game!
Oh, Far shooting Apollo, unchallenged in skill
Let loose your dreadul arrows, if you will,
And strike deep into our enemy's realm
Plague for a plague, make them overwhelmed.
Contained within the enemy's borders,
Bring low the leaders shouting their orders,
With each of your fearful bowstring snaps,
Deliver them chaos, unrest, and collapse.
Until our friends living in fear offshore
Can return to their ancestral land once more
Then: dispel your vengeance, and health restore,
And in this saving the west and averting war!
