What do you say, how do you feel
Is this illusion even real
So many minds, gone in time
So many eyes no longer shine
Even the ones who gave a hand
What kind of world, what kind of man
Pillar of power, powder and dust
Who do we turn to, who do we trust

One day, you had your way
You had your turn you had your say and
Now its time for you to pay for
Fucking with the USA

What do you do now, where do you turn
Soon you will free fall, soon you will burn
Soon to be seeing your own blood
Sunken forever in stone and mud
Hope you had a good time killing wives
Women and children under five
Now that you've ran and took the dive
How does it feel to be dead alive

One day, you had your way
You had your turn you had your say and
Now its time for you to pay for
Fucking with the USA

Time for praying, time to hide
Thanks for playing, now you die

(Kill the killers, and only the killers.)