America the Beautiful Ii
It is in our heart, is in our soul,in our dreams,so destined, so cold,
the way we are, it seams so bold,
we've slaughtered for diamonds, we kill for gold,
children in chains, too us they were sold,
we care not of the future , this story gets old.
We kill for the sport, tis facts, kind a sort,
men with no vision, again we fall short,
we worship no lord, for we are the light,
our dreams for a future are as blind as our sight.
The embodiment of hell, is what we have preached,
lies too our children, we continue to teach,
a paradise built from,hell, the ashes,
a rotten of a smell, but with such a price on our history do we continue to sell???
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