Shake off your shallow smile
And lend me your hate,
Which languishes in your breast
Like lead in a glowing flame;
For hate builds nations,
And lays siege to the meek.
And I need strength
To provide leverage for a burnt out cause.
We no longer fight,
But willingly shoulder yoke and harness,
Bare our backs for the whip;
Serfs to our government,
Slave to money and desire and weak…
So very weak…
So lend me your hate
So that we may be free
And raise arms against the country we love so much,
To be patriots in blood and solidarity,
To stand above ash and rubble
On a land grown green with the tears
Of forgotten forefathers
And return it to He whom blest it.