Today’s Empires, Tomorrow’s Ashes

Lyrics

The tangled webs they weave span from Pine to Ruby Ridge Back from Shay's defeat on up to Gustafsen Now cue the ass parade of dittoheads and commissars and pricks To drown out this faintest threat of commie faggot heretics The nail that sticks up gets hammered down The master's finest, finest tools are found Slack-jawed and placid amidst the cacophony Of screaming billboards and Disney-fied history Sometimes the ties that bind are strange No justice shines upon the cemetery plots marked Hampton, Weaver, or Anna Mae Where federal bureaus and fraternal orders Have cast their shadows Permanent features built into these borders But undercover of the customary gap we find between History and truth, founding fathers Bask in the rockets blinding red glare The bombs bursting in air, one nation indivisible But the truth is the back country learned of ratification The people had a coffin painted black And solemnly borne in funeral procession They buried it deep in the earth as An emblem of the dissolution Internment of their Publick Liberty Someday, somewhere, today's empires Are tomorrow's ashes