In all the beauty and wonder of the land I love
are found goodness of God and entities of soiled dove
those who stand on the tenets of Gods' Love
and those who shun the Source from above

We shake and tremble at the thought of her failure
daily we see the accusations against her trust in the Saviour
as those from within and high places lose their minds
do away with her Constitution, underfoot they grind

With an illegal alien for a president who through executive fiat
has bound her soul, overwhelming her in debt, dividing her Senate
demanding condemnation of all that's right and pure
a pervert who adjures, with sneering allure, assures

In his commitment to fundamentally change American ways
the people, blinded by hunger for change and easy living haze
turned blind eyes to a background of abomination
readily giving in to total governmental domination

The prayers to God for her guidance and well being has fallen off,
and like those in the Bible forsaking God, now as slaves were scoffed
"where is your God so kind," those who captured Samson of old
they laughed and scoffed, ridiculed Gods' champion so bold

Samson daily like an animal toiled, now blind, in the mill he trod
waiting, seeking, praying, Samsons' hair and strength renewed by God,
sought the pillars of the mighty temple of pagan entity
chained to and mocked as a fool, shown no sympathy

In his death the stadium he destroyed,
killing those who laughed and toyed
but Samsons' fall was hardly an overnight event
it took time for Delilah to cause his descent

America has enjoyed two centuries of freedom and excess
but slowly turned from the very God this country has blessed
eyes turned from Him Who sets up and tears down kingdoms
turning to mans philosophy and technology for wisdom

Never learning from historical and Biblical perspective
leaning instead on current trends and self might, defective
opening borders, "it's ok they say, we can cast off the enemy any old day
not seeing the broad picture of the stranglehold of the moslem way

Turn from God, worship allah, they adjure and sneer
as they push and shove, with boastful demands they steer
America ever closer to the precipice of no return
as in the Euopean arena, with sharia vice spurn

"Ah! but we have guns multiplied by millions!" Americas' brave doth rave
forgetting God, depending on self, unrealizing we're already sins' slaves
to all the wickedness of current day Babylon called Hollywood
whoredoms, perversion, drugs, idol worship, casting away good

But islamic affliction and Hollywood are only tools of the real enemy
who has drank the blood of countless billions by her bigotry
"it's my way or your death," heretics - so named by Babylonish whore
the "Holy See" proclaims from her seat on Roman shore

Sin, driven like wild eyed steeds as recounted in Ghostriders in the Sky
gallop through Americas' stead, her people and her government so sly
while the Patriot depends on personal strength and on their guns
"our guns are our teeth" defend the brave in the face of war drums

But like Samson, the strength of God has fled
like the prayers of the nation God once led
and unless we come together in unity and cast sin to the gutter
and yield to God what's His, our blood will flow in that same gutter

Until we turn back to Him one and all,
America surely will fail and fall
to the red man, black man, white man sounds the call
as from the prophets in Gods Word who stood tall

And proclaimed His judgement they stood tall
the trumpets of the watchment on the wall
sound the warnings of the coming disaster
seek after God, shun governmental cadastre

Unite! Trust in Him Who has fought for who called
on the Name of the Lord God Almighty, the enemy stalled
Instead, we divide, fight and kill one another
while the enemy laughs and our strengths uncover

Will Americans discard the heritage of all those
who shed blood, and paid the ultimate price
or will she stand on the bravery and beliefs of the bold
to bravely stand against sins deadly vise?

Have we sold our souls to Hollywoods' death hold
as many have proven, signing their contracts in blood
when the time comes to pay with what we've sold
not just our souls, but the souls of our heritage in the mud

America must fall - either on her knees
and send to God earnest pleas
or on her face, beheaded
by sharias most dreaded

It's time to stand against wickeness in high places
cast them down, hang'em by truths' graces
or our carcasses will be cast on hills of dung
as the searing raucous laughter fills satans' lungs