For the good of man,
We hold our heads up high
For the good of man, we swallow
Our dreams and pride, and show
no hostile feeling's towards others
with great expectations.
For the good of man, we prepare ourself
for war when there is no other alternative
solution, but to fight.
For the good of man we would rather stand
together, than fall as a nation, to the enemy
who is anticipating our every command.
Please for the good of man let's take our blind folds
off and take back the United States, a country that has
been divided for so long and trapped mentally by hate
and race.
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