We are Rome, Aztec Mexico, Easter Island paradigm   We are followers of Jimmy Jones, cutting in the kool-aid line      We are Animal Farm Pigs, we are a Terry Gilliam film   We are fear Oligarchy, we are wolves in wolves' clothing, we are this planet's kidney stones      In the process of getting passed, metamorphosis from first to last   A system breaking down beyond repairs   A product of three million millionaires and 100 million easy marks      We are Marie Antoinette, we are Joseph McCarthy   We've finally become the divided states   A nation built on freedoms, fears, and hates, the denotaion of Irony      We all want a hollywood end, but we're getting a foreign one   The script has already been penned, and titled, "the epitaph of a drowning nation"