Revolutionary Carnivores (Partial)

Revolutionary Carnivores,
We call ourselves Gods of war,
But we won't be Gods anymore,
When we get what we're asking for.
Tear down the Wailing Wall.
Only until they kill us all.
A silent nation led by liars.
A community filled with the lost and the tired.
They thought they were doing what was right.
Led into war and prepared to fight.
Blinded by the colors of old Uncle Sam,
A proud and deceitful excuse for a man
A sad shell of the country that we used to be,
Killing the innocent in the name of "peace"
Ending the lives of innocent men,
Because they're different, we call it sin.
How much does freedom really mean,
As we listen to the children scream?
Walk down the street and hear "Pop, Pop!"
Down one, down two, like flies they drop.
Who would have ever thought a society could be so lost,
To so selfish a cost,
Despite the people who fought so hard to bring,
The freedom that would so loudly ring,
In the ears of the open,
Mending the hearts and the minds of the broken,
With promises so softly spoken.
Until all at once we are awoken
To chaos and tears,
That will last throughout years.
Forever etched in our minds.
Written on the ever changing book of time as...
Revolutionary Carnivores
We call ourselves God's of War...but...