The country I come from the place I call home br Traditions past down since the dawn of time br Fading deep into the black jaws of history br The pride we hold dear, close to our hearts br We are force to shamefully hide away br The ever increasing religions br That’s swept onto England’s shore br Cause our beliefs to be pushed to the back br Crosses, Christmas, br Why should we change our beliefs? br In our own country br For alien guests br br When I imprint my footsteps br Upon rich foreign soil br I respectbr br nicola burkettbr br