Wake up patriot

Wake up to sirens

Earn your daily bread

Whatever you’re fed

Left and right

Vox populi guarantees a historic might.

‘Tis unachievable goodness

collected from random trains of thought

Made by the people

who care not

Whether you breathe or rot

Don’t get fooled son

Requiem for a dream

This goodness of ours

Either way

Whatever you speak of

I likely had a different one instead

And I woke up to sirens

But the ringing in my ears has stopped

For their

I mean our

Final bomb has dropped

And my head exploded in awe

Senseless violence

So much love I have for you

That I couldn’t keep it in my guts

And it just all flew up

Cheer on the soldiers of the good fight

Whatever they fight for for a long time hasn’t been right

Anyway

Spearheaded shells made me demented

Should I rejoice or plight?

One of my own shot out my own sight

When I was blind to their actions

I was marching to join a faction

I charged with a stick

Slashed the throat of some prick

Why should they be allowed to speak?

MY COUNTRY has the biggest dick.