The shit-splattered banner
They called it the light of the world
They called it the symbol of hope
They called it the true democracy
They called the prosperous one
They lied.
Where people are so scared of the near impossible
they'll hand over every freedom, hope and dream
They called it the leader of the free world
They called it the glorious country
They called it the greatest generation
They lied.
There is nothing to admire
nothing left to be in awe off
In the land of the obedient
and the home of the fearful.
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