America’s heart weighs heavy with pain

Her innocent people so unfairly slain

Her buildings lay in rubble and mountains of concrete

The tears and blood of her people flow in the street.

Yet in her deep sorrow nothing quells her belief

Freedom is her beacon and terror its thief

She has suffered great loss, but it shall not be her defeat

Freedom sometimes means war, and she will not retreat.

The red white and blue continues to wave

As she bides farewell to those too early in the grave

Her heart is broken, her eyes filled with tears

Yet she refuses to be held a captive of fear.

America gathers her masses and prepares to fight

She will vanquish the darkness to shine freedom’s light

Her people are ready; they stand proud and stand tall

Buildings may crumble but America will not fall.

And the stars and the stripes continue to wave

Her protectors forever steadfast and brave

The job will be finished when this war is won

And everyone will see Her Colors Don’t Run.

America’s enemy is wicked, cowardly and cruel

The King and Ruler over an army of fools

A malevolent evil with a malignant core

Prostituting faith like the devil’s own whore.

And the American flag continues to wave

As a symbol of freedom for all it has saved

A tribute to those who keep our flag free

In the American pursuit of truth and liberty.

Now the gates of hell have opened wide

Standing room only for terrorists inside

This is their fate, the destiny they earn

In the flames of hell will they eternally burn.

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