Q/Country

My God, my country, my home, I rise up to say,

The deep shadows gather to the darkest of day.

Down the hole we plunge to glory and honor,

Sleepless hearts dream saved souls we garner,

There is no offering dark would not dare,

We plunge through hell because we care.

Beyond the darkness we can hear,

The childish screams as they disappear.

Forward goes one, forward goes all,

We advance against the one who caused the fall.

We patriots have awaited one anointed for good,

To take the helm through despicable/s he stood.

Patriots gather to the leader’s rallying call,

For God and country, for one, for all.

The sheath is empty, the sword in hand,

We lay it down never until it is our land.

We advance by quips into blackened lairs,

Decoded strength resolves what evil dares.

How do we glean hope for the little lives lost,

How do we overcome what evil has cost.

We gather strength as one comes to another,

Bonded patriots all as a sister and a brother.

We will win this fight and save what we can,

And remember with tears the loss of our fellow man.

We will march to victory with the cadence drum,

And hold on valiantly until the divine One come.

Forward until we can say In God We Trust,

And never again will the musket rust.