Your god-given right to bear arms
The dull glow of last dying sons
National identity lost
Once great and sinking fast
Driven by possessive impulse
Don't you know that you'll die alone
The treasured gifts all now gone
What they fought for, your freedom
Empires rise, invariably fall
Collapse in greed like Rome did long ago
The forefathers you treat with such
Reverence, are bitter in their graves
This is a mockery
Beyond mere treachery
A fundamental blasphemy
Against your god, against your country
And humanity proves your insecurity
Drowned in molten failure
A dumbing down and soul erasure
What is your purpose?
How can you be part of this circus?
A fundamental blasphemy
Against your god, against your country
And humanity proves your instability
Driven by possessive impulse
Don't you know that you'll die alone?
The treasured gifts all now gone
What they fought for: your freedom