Watchers - The American Dream | Текст песни

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• The American Dream

Breathe. Release.
Cleanse this world of the human disease
Breathe. Release.
Spill the blood, watch it run in the streets..
So much confusion in this world, it seems,
That every dream is crushed,
We have become no more than machines
Mothers, fathers, daughters, brothers are dying
And all we do is hang our heads and pray while children are crying.
FUCK! Faith is wasted,
In the hands of liars and cheats sadistic scum,
Yet we treat them just like kings senseless violence,
Fed to us on a silver spoon built to bare this,
Burden of our impending doom. (Blegh)
I implore you all, take a hard look around you.
This is not the land our forefathers envisioned.
We have squandered and capitalized our once great name into nothing more than a running inside joke to the world.. And for that price..
We will all pay.
Gone are the days of The American Dream.
Born are the ways of The American Greed.
Gone are the days of The American Dream.
Born are the ways....
How many more must suffer?
How many more must die?
How many more must we torture?
How many more before you open your eyes?