"With confidence in our armed forces,
With the unbounding determination of our people,
We will gain the inevitable triumph.
So help us God."
More wars on foreign shores, more names for us to mourn
To misguide the misinformed to ignore the sick and poor
Thus we praise the lords of war on our knees and beg for more
A fresh poison for the weak, filthy little beasts bred to conform
It's the dwarfed souls of greedy men
Feculent, arrogant
That shackles our young to the cold concrete
And empty their guns into bodies
They scream, "I'm not guilty"
They scream, "I'm not guilty"
But cowards here are only what they fear
Shout until the threat stops
I'd rather be in battle than at peace
I'd rather be a wolf than a sheep
I'd rather be in battle than slaughtered like cattle
The weak can sleep while
The weak can sleep while
You were born to be led, that's what religion says
With a bifurcated tongue, America eats its young
Bullet-toothed, empty gods paralyze the minds and contest the thoughts
With devils everywhere, bombs bursting in the air
Drones flown over thrones of bone and brimstone
Sabers rattle in the homes of the cowards and the crones
As they shackle our young, blood stains the streets
Pigs empty their guns in their bodies
They scream, "I'm not guilty"
They scream, "I'm not guilty"
But cowards here are only what they fear
Shout until the threat stops
I'd rather be in battle than at peace
I'd rather be a wolf than a sheep
I'd rather be in battle than slaughtered like cattle
The weak can sleep while
The weak can sleep while
Bow down to the lords of war
On your knees for the lords of war
Bow down to the lords of war
On your knees for the lords of war
We rise in defiance, we won't remain silent
To triumph over tyrants and police violence
Shoot until the threat stop
Shoot until the threat stop
We're not guilty, we're not
We're not guilty, we're not
Help us God
I'd rather be in battle than at peace
I'd rather be a wolf than a sheep
I'd rather be in battle than slaughtered like cattle
The weak can sleep while
The weak can sleep while
The lords of war
On your knees for the lords of war
Bow down to the lords of war
What is so terrible about a child screaming?
Why should it disturb us?
Just because we happen to be there to hear it?
What about the child who comes from an inadequate home
Where he gets no encouragement from his parents
Where he doesn't have enough to wear
He doesn't have enough to eat, he comes to school hungry
This beautiful, breathtaking
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