Protest The Hero 05 - Nautical Lyrics

The day that civil glory dismembered my civility
I could have parted ribs and flesh
Like a different kind of Red Sea
Drowned the ancient east in western progress
Custom and the least of all
Our pride and sentiments
Which turned out to be
The closest thing to a fashion trend
Tthat's ever been put on trial
Which turned out to be
The closest thing to a fashion trend
That's ever been put on trial
The rest was cast off
As denial of statehood and mastery
The ultimate form of treason is
The treacherous use of reason
Employed by the b______ sons
Of American forefathers who keep this fire burning
With the flesh of their would-be American daughters
Daughters, daughters, daughters

What will happen to our children
When the least of us pass on
Us who fought the monsters of
Our country's crowded closet
Us who dropped the bombs on goodness
When we saw it wasn't flawless
Us whose youthful life
Was hostage to what harm did
Us who fought the hardest
To be swept under the carpet

And I'm still a cigarette softly smoking
On the edge of a metal ashtray
I begged this place to let me burn
And it whispered "burn away"