Goddess of America
I am the Goddess of the great country called America
I lure my brave men to fight for me with no promise
I chain up the people who go against me in war
I protect the rights of people who worship me
Give me all your money to dress me in lavish things
I am the queen of injustice towards people of color
Bigotry is one of my best qualities to my people
I smite the nation with racism and hatred
I collected the lives of people like bullets to a body
I help bill sick Americans to pay for sickness I cause
I feed off the cries of broke mothers and children
I make this nation my dog on a tight leash of great power
Land of the imprisoned and home of the wrath makers
Their stupidity amuses me
The killing of each other fuels my fire
I am the Goddess of America
The mortals stand no chance against me
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