What's another grave
In a world filled with zombies
Next president, next war
The next two thousand bombing
Our altars all pagan
Are wastelands in laden
With the shrines of salvation
All napalm and hatred
Let us lift another prayer
Of complete annihilation
Our enemies made ashes
With no retaliations
Give thanks for the victory
Support of the troops
The drones in the skies
And the rocket's pursuit
Let us humble ourselves
Hold our hands over heart
Let us look to the flag
That defines who we are
We the people, the system
We the stoic machine
That which knows not love
So we fabricate dreams
We take no as the answer
To the solutions of peace
Set laws, forcing doctrines
Just to do as we please
For we are the righteous
Our morals must last
We will reign out with fire
And quell any clash
So all hail the blue-screens
And their programs of guidance
We will cower in fear
With the news that they bide us
The enemies surrounding
The wolves at the gate
So send forth the bombs
For the threats all at stake
See the eyes are the sensors
And the censors are fair
They protect from the evils
And the lies that impair
Of the outcasts and misfits
Terrorists and rebels
Those who speak against State
Raise the voice of the devil
Close your eyes, mute your ears
Know there's nothing trustworthy
Of the revolts of the wild
With their rage and their fury
They are a threat to our world
There's no hope in the parleys
They will poison our minds
So we must sent out the armies
We will bury the casualties
Pave the roads over
Rewrite our story
And finally have closure
Here in utopia
It is filled with safe places
And when the anthem comes on
We'll gladly sing our praises