occurs and endless aching fight
i pledged allegiance to the falsities you bred
with your ten ton steps you strike
beneath the soil lays our pride
buried underneath the conscious states of mind
Red blood boils in my thoughts
blue ribbons crease my train of thought
the white light gleams into my window
from the east. Now soldiers statued from
the sound, as blaring bullets stain the ground,
the infidels present such evil through the siege.
Mr. America what do you say to thee
As the children spread out from the hail
of danger waving past your face, cant you relate?