Land Of The Free
Right to Life
We will
Take control
If you
Do not do as we say, we're gonna make you pay
Your free will
Willed away
No more pills
Without
Feeling the consequence of your licentiousness
Declare infanticide, record a deadly crime
If you should
Terminate
Accidents
Will be
Subject of scrutiny, in case of butchery
Assuming foul play, we're gonna make you pay
Don't you dare
Try to hide
Precious life
Inside
You're just a carrier, of something holier
An incubation pod, that is ordained by God
This will not
Be the end
They will push
They will
Take care of everything, make sure you're following
They'll pass a dozen laws, your body is not yours
If you're not
Truly scared
Please wake up
This is
The thin end of the wedge, where will they take it next?
They won't be satisfied, until you're crucified
And step by step they stroll, toward their final goal
The bible as the rule, secular public schools
We need to separate, the church out from the state
Our basic laws defined by fact not bible rhymes
And it might come to be, star strangled banner waves
Over the Land of Creed, home of religious slaves
The homeland of the brave
We will
Take control
If you
Do not do as we say, we're gonna make you pay
Your free will
Willed away
No more pills
Without
Feeling the consequence of your licentiousness
Declare infanticide, record a deadly crime
If you should
Terminate
Accidents
Will be
Subject of scrutiny, in case of butchery
Assuming foul play, we're gonna make you pay
Don't you dare
Try to hide
Precious life
Inside
You're just a carrier, of something holier
An incubation pod, that is ordained by God
This will not
Be the end
They will push
They will
Take care of everything, make sure you're following
They'll pass a dozen laws, your body is not yours
If you're not
Truly scared
Please wake up
This is
The thin end of the wedge, where will they take it next?
They won't be satisfied, until you're crucified
And step by step they stroll, toward their final goal
The bible as the rule, secular public schools
We need to separate, the church out from the state
Our basic laws defined by fact not bible rhymes
And it might come to be, star strangled banner waves
Over the Land of Creed, home of religious slaves
The homeland of the brave
Credits
Writer(s): Dave Greaves
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