Antithetical to humankind
The antithesis to compassion
There's an empire named America
Who the fury-hearted are hoping to crumble

We preach our hate to the entire world
Tell them we've a singular right to their earth
And wherever oil lives, so does America
And so does our child capitalism

Our god has long evolved from lowly Christian myth
To economic and capitol growth; a cross-born capitalist

Genocide is the price and we pay it happily
Proxy colonization of fruit-bearing lands

Etched in the sand and in the rock
Bound with the mortar of children's blood
Burned in the cries of the empire's bombs
The phosphorous rains can't erase what we've done

Carved in the earth and in the sea
The crimes of our growth and our prosperity
A life that we could provide for the world
Hoarded for us—and even then—the few

There's nothing we can't—and won't—ever do
Nothing so sacred that we don't defile
An empire that's named America
Cannot exist without inhuman cost

For every single breath this empire takes
A thousand more extinguished; a thousand more dead
For every single step this empire takes
A sterile crater made; infertile concrete paved

A blinding path with no light
Open only in the dark
A bureaucratic hell of redacted promises

We cannot exist; this nation cannot live
No coexistence works with capitalism

This empire is rot; it is surely doomed to fail
But such hell ravaged for it to have lived at all

It all must be completely destroyed
This empire named America

Nothing holy about what we have done
This empire has no right to live on this Earth

Burn it all to the ground, every system born
Out of white supremacy and indigenous genocide
Burn it all to ground, leave nothing left to grow
Everything that it stood for cannot be allowed to live

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