God Bless America ,
The land of the brave and the free.
For here a quarter of the world’s criminals lay,
Waiting behind bars like flies.
In this land, we created you equal,
So long as God did not bless you with colour,
Then shorter and poorer your life may be,
Until the day we decide you can’t breathe.
Give me your tired, your poor, you claim.
Your huddled masses who yearn to breathe free.
So long as you not be Syrian,
Or trust in Ishmael’s God.
Innocent lambs you send overseas,
To die on behalf of your sins.
Like cattle, we trample and graze on whole nations,
Till nothing but oil can bleed.
This is the land of the American dream.
Where mice and men live in prosperity.
We will burn so much, to become so rich
We don’t mind if we get flooded in our sin.
Unalienable your liberty forever remains
So long as you not be Mexican,
For then we will smite your children’s children.
So like convicts in hiding you will remain.
So God, would you bless America ?
For this land needs to love once again.
So God, would you bless America ?
But if not… Canada remains free.
