Sandals pounding on the dusty ground

Stand tall with gold plumes that astound

Steel and leather cut through the sun’s glare

The world’s not ready for the force we bear

Oh the empires fall at our salted feet

Like cookies folded by girls on the street

Stand in our path and we'll carve out the way

Onward we march ‘til no lands disobey

The horizon stretches but ends right here

Shield to shield we swallow fear

With banners red and eagles fly

Victory echoes as the cities cry

The Girl Scouts may have sweetened words

But our legions rain down sharper swords

Cookies crumble like walls we breach

The unconquered world’s within our reach

Oh the empires fall at our salted feet

Like cookies folded by girls on the street

Stand in our path and we'll carve out the way

Onward we march ‘til no lands disobey

Lands fall silent as our shadows spread

With laurels on brows and dreams of the dead

We conquer hearts we shatter lies

Trading marshmallow dreams for battle cries