Borogravian National Anthem

The Borogravian National Anthem is probably one of the most warlike anthems going:

Awake, ye sons of the Motherland!

Taste no more the wine of the sour apples

Woodsmen, grasp your choppers!

Farmers, slaughter with the tool formerly used for lifting beets the foe!

Frustrate the endless wiles of our enemies

We into the darkness march singing

Against the whole world in arms coming

But see the golden light upon the mountain tops!

The new day is a great big fish!

As Samuel Vimes remarked to Ankh-Morpork's diplomatic envoy any national anthem that starts with Awake! is going to cause trouble.

The last line - whilst problematic to speakers of Morporkian - is a reference to something good about to happen.