Paint the skies a lucid blue, but the blues take a shade of gray Viewed through the lens of past mistakes, no colors seem to stay Sand and blood stain the hourglass, time slips through our hands We bound ourselves with paper chains, crushed by our own demands Sold every ounce of humanity, for pools of flowing black gold Gave up their souls to gain the world, this story's getting old Empty notions of prosperity and freedom, bought but never delivered Soldiers kneel in prayer to a vacant sky, fingers fused now to the trigger Vanity, greed, and ignorance, the malicious seeds we've sewn Sprout a monumental monolith , of cold deceit and bone Imperialistic murder machine, grows old but never dies “Liberty and justice for allâ€, such a clever translucent guise “One nation under God†they said, and oh how they lied The devil came in red, white, and blue; God was never on our side