(Part I: Ruins)
Oh, America listen.
Oh, America standby.
Listen to me America,
listen before we all die.

We can't change,
because it's who we are.
We can't help,
but look from afar.

So tell me,
that you see your ways.
And tell me,
that you're counting your days.

Oh, America,
Oh, America...

Ready for the future,
unprepared for the fight.
Slicing a new system,
and screaming through the night.

When we're done,
we'll be few.
And the fight will last,
just like everything else in the past.

Infidels from last summer,
bring April explosions,
and May disasters.
Oh, American heroes where were you?

My questions can be answered,
it's just a matter of time before dawn.
And we can't say that we won.
No we can't.
Oh, America...

I may not be what I claim,
but it doesn't matter who you are,
because we're all the same.
And it's such a shame...

Listen to my voice,
or shun my eyes.
Put me down,
to silence my cries.

Oh, America...
Why can't you admit,
all the stupid ****,
that you've done?

It's plain to see your disguise,
behind the ignorance and the lies.
From the ground up to the skies.

Oh America we're in ruins.
There's nothing we can do,
because we're in ruins...

(Part II : Steel Womb)
My home is my shelter,
my love is my life,
and the night is my enemy,
while the day is my demise.

How can I make it out alive?
This steel womb is all I have left,
and my love has gone away.

Tales about the end of time,
help me sleep and help me rise.
Because I know it's soon,
and there's nothing more I can do.

No on can see the fears I cower,
and no one can bear me for what I am.
Not a single person.
All my demons that I devour...

How can I make it out alive?
This steel womb is all I have left.
My love has gone away...

From Hell with love,
and from here with hate.
We're the disease,
the heart and the break.

I'm the disease,
I am the heartbreak.
And I'm so happy I have you,
what else would I do?

With my smile I love to share,
and pretty face with my gorgeous hair.
It's not fair,
to dream what I dream.

Oh scream and shout,
and let it out.

(Part III : Thermonuclear Emotions)
I saw the phantom bombs,
and I heard the panicked screams.
And I saw my heart,
burst it's tiny seams.

I am the retriever.
I lost all sense,
in my delicate beliefs.

My name is Righteous,
I am almost always sure.
You can't hurt me,
for I am pure.

This sickness,
it has no cure.
My sunshine has come and gone,
and now I sing this song.

I'm on a rampage!
And I see many foes,
I'm gonna go down!
And take them as well!
(Oh, America!)
So don't try to hurt me!
Because I'm not pure!
Please don't hurt me!
Unless you have the cure.

America...

(Part IV : Drama King)
Fix my eyes for me.
Oh I kick,
and oh I scream.
I don't want to live,
the way we've been living for so long.

I'm a drama king.
Oh,
yes I'm a drama king.
(Drama king)
I'm a drama king!
(Drama king)
I'm a drama king!
(Drama king)
Drama king!

America,
I am,
the drama king!

(Part V : The Status Quo)
Strange looks go great with a side of denial,
and by the way you were a ***** for a while.
So don't you dare come around here again.
If you do,
I don't know how bad I'll sin.

Oh America,
this is it,
it's my final testament.

Break the status quo!
Bust the system with a deadly throw.
And don't come around here anymore.
So, break the status quo!
Break the status quo
Break the status quo!

Oh, and after you're done,
You'll remember the fun,
You had...

Oh, America, thank you for the gun.

(Constructive criticism please!)