Mercy

Here we are
Sent to suffer
No reason for this misery
In which we wallow
To better this country
Where there is no hope
How can we stand for such treason?
Have mercy on the thousands of lifeless bodies murdered for their money, the power, the greed
The home of the brave is crumbling at the foundations
Leaving us on our knees
Desperate, sickened at the sight of the red the white and blue

(Fuck your traditions)