America X

America X Daughter of revolution bred spiritually physically Out of a war of psychic hate for freedoms lost I don’t deserve their iron bowl My fear My flag my American Pride Hiding behind fronts Enemy In the enemy Inside the friend Rebuild A New America From A Melting pot of death Our core existence vanished and obsolete American freedom absent I don’t deserve their iron bow My fear my flag my American Pride The safire red burning plane bomb Buried my soul far away On valueless American land They Said Image of a raving mad war now made Buildings gradually burn in flames To the ground Our strongest vibrant buildings I don’t deserve their iron bowl My fear my flag my American Pride My buried soul still here exists The cross upon grated American Steel Our second chance They are burying And hiding behind fronts don’t deserve their iron bowl My fear my flag my American Pride The enemy inside of our skin It’s not anything we wouldn’t do We Said The daughter of Revolution The day we became a melting pot of death Our prideOur spirits Our heritage Our bravery Our Souls Don’t deserve their iron bowl My fear…my flag my American Pride Our Country Careful millennials Daughters of Revolution Don’t succumb to paths Were suicide, violence, and beatings, Of spirit stealing, saint bashing and Angels thrashing On lands near or far For the idea of America X Is life still real and visible I don’t deserve their iron bowl My fear my flag The land of American Pride Care not want not millennium child Take not want not Shan’t not be not the same fate thrice Let Us Be Brave Hope for Peace