American Rape Rooms

What we chastise one minute, we justify the next

With the elevated morality that our torture reflects

Our grand-standing assertions mean absolutely nothing

If what we denounce is exactly what we bring

Back into the lives of those we claimed to liberate

The abuse we then condemned we now advocate and perpetrate

We label them terrorists but how are we different

When we reopen the rape rooms under American management?

Victimized

Demoralized

Brutalized

Dehumanized

Locked down under freedom’s internment

Never convicted or even charged with a crime

Stripping them of their rights along with the dignity

Is easier than winning their hearts and minds

Interrogation erodes into inhumane torture

In isolation where the world can’t hear their cries

Abused in the dungeons of American tyranny

Where international law no longer applies

Liberated to be degraded

Liberated to be humiliated

The new dictatorship has reopened old wounds

Terrorized in the American rape rooms

Caught in the spotlight with blood on our hands

Our credibility has been permanently damaged

Those at the bottom have been made the scapegoats

While the administration’s role still goes unacknowledged

Ignoring all treaties and international standards

Rewriting the laws to legalize torture

Waging an all out war against Islam

The pentagon wanted blood and Bush gave the order

Liberated to be degraded

Liberated to be humiliated

The new dictatorship has reopened old wounds

Sodomized in the American rape rooms

We’re kidnapping civilians to keep America safe

We’re imprisoning the innocent to keep America safe

We’re murdering people to keep America safe

We’re raping children to keep America safe

Victimized

Demoralized

Brutalized

Dehumanized

Before the sickening images can take a political toll

The right-wing spin machine plays damage control

Talking points are dispensed to protect their ranks

The torture draws comparisons to fraternity pranks

To justify the torture of the “terrorist enemy”

Our crimes against humanity are a wartime necessity

We pat ourselves on the back as we spit in their face

A slap on the wrist is a spit in their face

Liberated to be degraded

Liberated to be humiliated

The new dictatorship has reopened old wounds

Dehumanized in the American rape rooms