On piles of rubble you build temples in name of your God Sacred this space for the victims not in rejoice for some jihad The towers destroyed economic facade In time the dollar will be the God that rules us all Feed us guilt Feed us lies Feed us disease till the end The ruins will be symbols of global control Enabling a world trade system built on fodder and war Forcing compliance Futile defiance Capitalist allegiance the hand that feeds us To oppress their faith you bastards To deny them the right you cowards Stone your patriotism with the rubble of the towers until you die