Straw Man 歌词

Headlights are on We hit the high beams The margins crowd Our American dream You cannot trust The underclass While atlas shrugged They ate our trash O destiny, sweet destiny Manifest your hold on me O providence Play our winning hand Light the match So burns the straw man We are the kings And queens of right We back it up With our sovereign might Predestined lords In this corrupt earth Our noses long By royal birth We came we saw And we conquered all For God and man Kings of the hill We shall prevail On blood-soaked land Banking spoils of war So burns the straw man How dare the peasants disagree We were born to rule And them to poverty Let justice roll From our holy hand Our might makes right As we burn the straw man In endless night We keep command Bright as our skin We burn the straw man