Secret Machines - Have Nots

An American, in American crosshairs

Rights, well I guess they lost theirs

Executive orders coming down

Our forefathers could not foresee

These wrongs in the name of security

The US constitution’s run aground…

They’ve got secret machines

And satellites with laser beams

And no one’s getting out of here alive

One assassination under god

The stars and stripes his calling card

Yeah you can run, there’s sure no place to hide…

Getting scared again, guess that’s just a cross borne free

But liberty will cost more

One match and the next amendment’s set ablaze

An American, target on his back

Bound to the sound of a rifle’s crack

And all that we’ve believed has been betrayed…

They call it heresy, all based on hearsay

Lies, propaganda and a healthy dose of fear

Makes it hard to want to testify on his behalf

They’ve redesigned the lines of the battlefield

Truth not a stock showing profit yield

Green light the kill shot, damn the aftermath…

Secret machines, philistines with full magazines

Another regime so pristine on your tv screen

Congress convenes, they send in the marines

And they stifle the screams, it’s the same old routine

From American dreams comes a nightmarish scene

And the freedom to be goes head down on the guillotine

We must intervene, if we don’t come between

They will never come clean, and this can’t be redeemed