Burt Rutan (Lyrics)

Split the blackened sky and open flood gates wide With just one little cry you open up your eyes We live like whores, oh baby, baby, We're killing dreams for little boys and little girls It's our nation, we were living for the day On our way to devastation, in the fires we play Awake the frozen souls and burn the idol bulls Our lips pressed to the coal, a glowing cinder makes us whole We wash our hands, oh baby, baby, Of all the blood from innocence that we have shed It's our nation, we were living for the day On our way to devastation, in the fires we play We are not a Republican nation, we are not a Democratic nation, In the fires we play! We are not a White nation, we are not a Black nation In the fires we play! We are dying nation stuck in desperation We need you, our God! We wash our hands from all the blood of innocence It's our nation, we were living for the day On our way to devastation, in the fires we play [x2]