American Dream

We came into this land

With a dream and an empty hand

To pray to our chosen God

Now we fain to wear a mourning band

One by one we're letting go

Of the strength that our people hold

In deception, we disesteem

And turn our morale into fool's gold

Now we seek to light again

The flame that burns within

Before it's all been lost

To politics, lined pockets, thick skin

And as our time grows short

The favored truth is to distort

They wanna maker believers the fools

But the judgment won't be in man's court

The American dream

Has fallen asleep

If we wake the giant

What will our people reap?