We hide behind our dead
Atop a wall of fear
We took their leader's head
And army without peer
Behind a wall of tanks
Above a hail of shells
Leading our well-trained ranks
We command all nine hells
Stone and storm,flame and frost
We now control all these
With our guiding light lost
We shall do as we please
Our wealth, and wars, and waves
Can't keep at bay the knaves
-September 11, 2003
Find a nation
Under Islam
Claim their guilt
Kill the leaders
Build a democracy
Under America
Stop the violence
Hide the wounds
-September 11, 2003
They ask us to work hard
Then they ask us to spend
They hold every trump card
And know we won't defend
They aim for the masses
And ignore those too wise
They know the money is
Behind an idiot's guise
-September 17, 2003