America

This is America, in middle ages
Cut throat and loving God, on modern pages
Land ahoy of opportunity and awe
A place of choice where murder is the law

Now in America, you’ll find you are alone
Where culture versus God, no humanity at home
The camera rolls and your finger scrolls down
Pay-per-view the last seconds of your clown

Mercy me with no credit
You show me and I’ll know it
Bury me but don’t show it
He can see and you know it

So look into my eyes
And watch as I hang high
Although you see me burn
It doesn’t mean I’ll learn
I’ll learn, you’ll learn, we’ll learn

Mercy me with no credit
You show me and I’ll know it
Bury me but don’t show it
He can see and you know it

He can see and you know it
He can see and you know