Where the Nation Is Mine

Where is the nation which speaks love , where are the spirits which kept us above , where can we find the solution for grime , like a tiny mosquito committing a crime , where the air around lives in a coal miners lung - , serving all mankind , till the singers sung , darkness our future – remains in our fate , hard striking sweats – prove together very late . Love is far found under the graves , humanity is flown in the melodious waves , lacking all words – but we act very brave . Sum up the words – saving bloody lives , bawl , cheer , and glamour – forging against the knives , clutch on the oldie – seeking truth till you dive .