Red, White, and Blue are three colors that don’t run
But the sight of these several satanic shades will surely make you run away
The pen may be mightier than the sword, but is considerably weaker than the gun
Colorblind eyes luckily only are forced to see a filthy rag that is black and gray
Ten thousand bombs fall from the sky into the Baghdad night, lighting the horizon up like the 4th of July
Some call it apathy, some call it annihilation…we call it American pride
Then thousand halos fall from the Heavens into the deepest layer of Hell, leaving infinite amounts of angels to silently scream the satanic sound of surrender in the sinful sky
Some call it redemption, some call it resurrection...we call it a wicked world wide suicide
Capital Hill is a long hike from Heaven, but the wars the Devil declares on foreign Holy soil is closer than it seems
Cupid has at many times missed his mark and now is caged and caught in the corrupted crosshairs
Republican reveries are destroying any Democratic dreams
And tragically transforming them into never-ending nightmares
Blood is thicker than water, but not oil
And black toxic tears spontaneously spill from our arid eyes as we realize the days for destruction are long overdue
Signs of salvation are slipping away as Satan stampedes on society's sacred soil
And with a slithering smile he screams,"The Red, White, and Blue will bruise you too!"