Fight for My Land

I remember that gloomy nine eleven day

I watched them towers fall like jenga blocks

I got on my knees and spoke to Christ and then I decided to pray

What those brown men did to those planes and towers

Was enough to make me join up

I spoke to Christ and god who I know are the both white highest powers

Then I went to Iraq and told them how I feel

We took the America back from the tyrant in the desert

His golden palace left to crumble from dust storms and his camels died too

The American Dream starts with me and you

White man rejoice

The patriots way

Join the army

And blow them sand devils away