Jack The Throne

We witness a country in decline
Shadows growing on her sores
America, her city streets swell with cardboard communities
Jails are full, courts are backed up
Armies are everywhere but home

Schools are closing?
Artists are crying, no longer
Screaming bloody murder
As they mourn their fallen majesty
The young boys hold their drunk mother
They love her
They find it hard to pledge of allegiance
They find it hard tto believe that
God shed his grace on thee
Steel fibers in my soul
Raise men on pedestals

Fall, twisted missed it again
Race, human, human
The waking of dichotomy
Translucent eyes
That shatter dreams
They shatter though it matters not
Tend to delay our reason
For treason
Sad, sad, treason
Rationales, left behind
They jack the throne
With punches thrown
Korans and bibles
Sticks and stones

Laid out now I can't take it
Anymore and I won't make it
That's nice now I'm talking to mice
And I ain't got nothing coming back
Look through the window
It looks so strange
How did I get here what is this nightmare
Thirty five days
Sixty more to go
The wind plays the ocean songs
Just below the moon

Flame holds the gentle camp
Just beyond the dune
Right diminish, and relinquish
Dancing in the tide
Steel fibers in my soul
Raise men on pedestals
Fall twisted missed it again
Race human, human
I don't deal to sadness
The wound goes on and on
Son to son before
Throughout this life ignore

The fact that nothing changes
You can scream if you want to
You can cry if you want to
Nothing changes