(ooc: been a while i know, but I'm back finally)
Chorus:
Have you ever had a life that seemed so meaningless?
Have you ever had a dream, a nightmare that seemed so relentless?
Have you ever seen the end of the world in a dream?
How horrible, how unbearable... how beautiful it would seem
I could try to explain, make it clear as day, but only in the abstract could you understand
Not by sins of the world, or pride of a nation, but by the greed of just one man
1.
King George sends out young soldiers in the name of patriotism
to destroy lands, then model them in our own fascism
all the while adding to an ever plummeting debt
we've given everything to make this feel like home
but built on the lands of the peaceful and forged from their blood and sweat
we'll never find happiness, cursed to forever roam
2.
to free this land our fore fathers fought long and brave
but the food to keep them strong was made by their own slaves
they said you can't have a country without government
for all of this races sins, only one man had to repent
that's fine, but how many times can one man die?
how many times will the people believe your lies?