An American, in American crosshairs
Rights, well I guess they lost theirs
Executive orders coming down
Our forefathers could not foresee
These wrongs in the name of security
The US constitution's run aground...
They've got secret machines
And satellites with laser beams
And no one's getting out of here alive
One assassination under god
The stars and stripes his calling card
Yeah you can run, there's sure no place to hide...
Getting scared again, guess that's just a cross borne free
But liberty will cost more
One match and the next amendment's set ablaze
An American, target on his back
Bound to the sound of a rifle's crack
And all that we've believed has been betrayed...
They call it heresy, all based on hearsay
Lies, propaganda and a healthy dose of fear
Makes it hard to want to testify on his behalf
They've redesigned the lines of the battlefield
Truth not a stock showing profit yield
Green light the kill shot, damn the aftermath...
Secret machines, philistines with full magazines
Another regime so pristine on your tv screen
Congress convenes, they send in the marines
And they stifle the screams, it's the same old routine
From American dreams comes a nightmarish scene
And the freedom to be goes head down on the guillotine
We must intervene, if we don't come between
They will never come clean, and this can't be redeemed
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