I saw an America yesterday, without mask and hoods
She was full of hatred and dripping with anger
I saw an America yesterday in which many said had died
But I knew she was only sleeping just waiting below the surface
for her roots run deep as her history
I saw an America yesterday, in which
I heard a self-proclaim duke declare
That they have come to fulfil the president's campaign slogan
Prophecy. Divination, white destiny
All ignited by removing the statue of a traitor
We saw an America yesterday that we all must stop
If not, she will become the America
Of the house of tomorrow
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