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God Slave America

Nasum


In the land of the free, home of the brave, something is sick 
A nation decieved, a nation of slaves, who all got so tricked 
Learning to live, the life of the pure, from large roadside signs 
Always something to give, for the magic cures, but it's fucking up your minds 

God-slave America so fall down on your knees and pray for a better life 
God-slave America, you'll never be free, it's an everlasting strife 

Always a price, for fast soul-redemption, to relieve you from the pain 
But even your Christ, fell into temptation, so there�s nothing left to gain'

Only power, false hope and corruption
Your God's a fake 
Pointless, obsessive devotion
Your God's a fake 

God-slave America so fall down on your knees and pray for a better life 
God-slave America, you'll never be free, it's an everlasting strife