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unity


we're proud to be americans

land of the free, home of the brave

but is she proud of us,

or does she toss and turn in her grave?

dreaming of what once was

a land of peace and kin,

growing and prospering;

could it ever be that way again?

they say there is strength in numbers

we are stronger in unison

so, it is us who must dig six feet under

and revive our Lady of our sins

only then will she be saved

only then will she be the land of the free

and the home of the brave

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