Red Dawn Over the New Empire

RED SUN DAWNING OVER THE NEW EMPIRE
The dawning sun raises bloody red
Over the traffic clogged streets
And noxious polluted air 
Of the capital of Imperial America

The sun with its bloody red glare
Reminds me of all the people who died
This last year in Emperor's Bush's Three Wars

We are the American Empire
We are the power, we are the power 
We are perfect masters of the universes 
And will remake the world in our image

In the so-called war against Evil
The invasion and occupation
Of foreign lands
Because our leaders say
They might, someday be a threat

And the old words of ancient Rome
Comes to mind
Carthage must die

Baghdad must be destroyed
The heart of the evil empire
Must be invaded 
And the evil of Saddam must be expunged

So our great and glorious leaders 
Proudly proclaim 
Every day every moment

On the conservative media
Now owned, operated and controlled
By the powers that have taken over
The shadow government that runs 
The New American Empire 

And soon the entire world 
Will be under its sway

We are the American Empire
We are the power, we are the power 
We are perfect masters of the universes 
And will remake the world in our image

We still have some freedom left
Some space to rant and rave
And grumble
But soon, oh so soon
This paper and that paper
And this internet site and that site
And this TV station and that TV Station
Will be shut down
In the name of national security

We are the American Empire
We are the power, we are the power 
We are perfect masters of the universes
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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