Oh beautiful for spacious skies,
For amber waves of grain,
My country ’tis of thee
I shall not live in vain.

We hold these truths self-evident,
That all men are the same,
And manifest the whole world’s destination,
In His name.

Easy to explain as evil,
Easy then to score,
That these could be consequences,
We choose to ignore.

The beauty of hypocrisy,
Allows us to abhor,
Ther senselessness of determination,
In His name.

Hallowed be thy name my fatherm
Wash away my sins,
Now I go to meet my maker,
No game left to win.

My teachers taught me meaninglessness,
That living life is vain,
So now I go to bring about destruction,
In Your name…