Until The End

Wheres my American dream? Wheres my American dream? Is it in the faces of the dead or the innocents who suffer or the "innocents" who pray? Wheres my American dream? Wheres my American dream? The blood weve spilled runs thicker than the progress that weve made. Wheres my American dream? Wheres my American dream? The dream is dead. The dream died... the day we say a thief take over. He cast aside... the rights we sacrificed with lives. The dream died... in hail of hell and gunfire. Well all be dead by the time that this is over. Wheres my American dream? Is it in the faces of the dead or the innocents who suffer or the "innocents" who pray? Wheres my American dream? Wheres my American dream? The dream is dead. We need are no more safer. The guns to our head. Bite the bullet or end up dead
[ My Own American Dream Lyrics ]