The Liberators

Hail this American killing machine! Our power multiplied by our ability to market abomination And damnation of enemies following a leader we see criminal Though not voted for by citizens or questioned by legislature or put on trial Not to spread democracy but to force it into hearts by ripping through flesh Exposing the armor of bone encasing the heart and breaking it free Then through media and propaganda it is massaged to beat in a manner that is American and good Only to have the heart reject the surgeon that saves it as it explodes staining the faces Of its liberators and fallen comrades now seen as sacrifice and martyr causing unity against a foreign invader That no longer has an agenda just presence in fallen family rooms where justice has never dwelled before or after