I flew over to his land With a rifle in my hand. They told me who to shoot I shot him, that’s the truth. They said he threatened me So, I responded violently Now the foreigner I found Is resting under the ground.
From thousands of miles away Our leaders raised us all this way To either invade or just pillage Every hamlet and village Where an enemy might hide, To crush them with our stride. If they had children in the street To stomp them with our feet.
The child might carry bombs So, ****** them with aplomb Because anybody there I see Might be a sneaky enemy. That they are fighting for freedom Fails to be seen as wisdom. After all, we are sparkly white And that means we are right.
Besides, the rich people at home Especially in the Capitol Dome Have us to understand the fact That no matter how weak they act They are a threat to all we own So, we can’t just leave them alone As we demand others do to us. We can destroy them with no fuss.
We are the right and perfect children Of a God that in His perfect wisdom That sees fit to have leaders destroy Each animal, man, woman, girl and boy. The same as that God told King Saul We must continue to do over all. Even if we don’t understand the book We worry about how it would look.
Can we, a righteous Christian land Let things get so out of hand That they might prosper and we fail? No, we ****, ****** or put into jail Anyone who does not fully agree. Thus we can behave unilaterally To force others to do our will Even if it’s innocents we have to ****.
So I came here with many others To shoot, bomb and burn out mothers And fathers and children and crops And decimate this country without stop. Because we are the righteous ones And that is why this war was begun. Not because some leader needed war. They told us this is not was it is for.
The accountants can show us numbers For materiel like fuel, cars and lumber And how the industrial industry profits Then insist protests are to scoff at. They insist only our leaders have the wisdom To decide who will end up with freedom They were the ones choose at will Who they sent me here to ****.