When the planes came we waved their flags;
 they drop bombs on our homes.
When the troops came we welcomed them;
 they kicked doors in in zones.
The Serpent took the troops away by the thousands
 The troops returned the favor.
America blew up all that we had built
and called themselves saviors.
When the smoke cleared I shed a tear for the young men that died.
When the Reaper came I tried to tear some of the men from his hands.
When the Angels came I thought they had returned those guys
that saved my family from ethnic knives.
When my neighbors perished in a fire I knew how American mothers felt
losing their sons and daughters.
That was your son and daughter!