I woke from the dead!

Those brave soldiers keep on killing

Their nightmares be stilling

Tell stories of the brave and the willing

And others sing a similar hymn

To souse the ache in their kin

Of past glories they sing

But they know deep within their referee

Was not about the brave and the free

Not them, but others, they could see

Wrap themselves in the flag

Like a queen or a fag

Looks more like a drag

Right from wrong

Many a song

But you followed the throng

The innocent burned alive for your glory

Ever listen to their story

You were gross and gory

That’s; who you are

You reached for a star

But left a big scar

You pray for your dead

But you tread

Pray for the innocent instead

God in his glory

Will know your true story

Watch out, you’ll be sorry

Go ahead lay your story to glory and fame

Brought nothing but torture and shame

To your country and its good name!