American Sheets On The Deathbed

Liberty and justice if you can afford it. There´s american sheets on the deathbed and american bombs in the sky. American ghosts in the graveyard. The american hearts beats in the TV. One nation above god himself. There´s american fangs on the serpent and american blood on his tie, american pride flows in his heartstrings. American venom drips from the TV. He who controls the all-seeing eye would rather kill than live in peace. We are monsters in the eyes of the world. Divided while we conquer.