Egypt Like America    A song by Damien Davis2002

 Egypt, oh, Egypt like Babylon you'll fall  Egypt oh, Egypt there's blood on your hands, here the watchmans call save your people one and all, built like Titanic, your a perfect ship, your Oars-men sail you by the whip.

Pharaoh, oh, Pharaoh, so Arrogant a King, listen to the Watchman, for he will sing of yesterdays doom , built like a ship from room to room , from country to country in your hands there was ruin.

Chorus,

Your like Pharaoh of old so brave and so bold, like a gentle lamb but miserably cold, since the middle of time you knew what you were told, that you would fall like a tree for all to see, for coming against me, the God of Israel, and my Son whom you impaled.

Libety's Statue It's laid so low, sure no ones to blame you reap what you sow, look to the past you were first now last,

a great nation left bereft for all of its theft and closing its eyes never right never left but straight ahead they left millions for dead.

Your like Pharaoh of old so brave and so bold like a gentle lamb but horribly cold, since the middle of time you know what you were told that you would fall like a tree for all to see for coming against me, the God of Israel and my Son who you impaled.

The Citys been lost t'was a city of pride and the kings of that nation they badly lied made the people around it cry and the towers they built in that city of pride were built at the expense of those outside.

Like egypt of old the citys been cold never cared for its children there lives they sold, like a tree in the ground that nation was found, and they'll chop it down lilke a tree to the ground, its root system never so sound. .

your like paharoah of old so brave and so bold, since the middle of time you knew what you were told that you would fall like a tree for all to see, for coming against me , the God of Israel and my Son whom you impaled, my Son you impaled, my Son you impaled, yes, my Son whom you impaled,

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