Fear Fear Fear
Resonates in the hearts
As all leaders insist
Might is right
Bang Bang Bang
Go their war drum cries
As they fumble and rumble
Spreading the seeds of fear
The price is always dear
Causing many tear
Dragged we always are into
Their dangerous game of thrones

We may not offer life
Without trouble and strife
But let us together grow tall
As we break away from
The tumbling kingdoms
That hold and conquer
A dark black beast
Feeding on fear
As they split the world
With an unforgiving nail
Driven hard to hide their misfit

So let untie these Chinese binds
On our delicate feet
that seek to keep us
Young and weak
Freedom the breath between
Nations needed for their colors
To shine brightly as
Smudged borders are cloudy waters
Let the identity of nations
Fly high as it towers over all

Let our Scotland feed our strength
As we do not seek to flee
From our own pain
Into the arms
Of a adopted Father
As we do know the world
Can be a raging furnace
But we face it with a dignity
A strong soft heart
And a tender brave,
So very brave , eye
As many multicolored nations
Circle the world
Gently holding hands

Might is not always right
Maybe a new vision is needed
With the dissolving of big empires
And rising new nations
A collective cooperation and
Respect is acquired by all .

I fear we have fallen
Into an English spell
Which subtly says to us
You are not capable
Wrapped in a golden
Envelope and slipped
Into our subconscious
With a diminishing smile

Should we trust the hand
Which patronizingly offers
Financial security while the
Other hand saps our strength
As they puff up their own ego feathers
As England waddles around the globe
Like a fat bird still hungover
From the British Empire
As they still play their empire game
With the fat turkey across the water

Is the only place we can
Choose to paint our face with
Our own colours is to remain
The sideline of a rugby pitch
As England paints its colours
And philosophy over our world
The spellbound English
May see themselves as
A well meaning parent
But they stifle our freedom
As we are made to feel like children
As they cast a net over us

Let us not be bewitched
By their bribery
Or consumed by their words
As they bind us to a wheelchair
We never needed
Let us raise our own ceiling
From its deflated value
We have been cast
Are we all fooled by
A blanket of economic mysticism
Are we not blessed with enough ability
Or should we keep sending our
Home work to London
So they may score our maths

Has England gnawed away at our
Self confidence for so long
That we ourselves on our knees
Unable to convince ourselves
Of our own capability
For we are not England
With its lost identity
As it spreads itself losing
All boundaries and self
Our first steps maybe nervy
As we seek our center
To find our balance

The choice is yours
But while our eyes are
Distracted and bedazzled
By the London elite
Our Scotland remains partially
Unseen and unheard
So let us turn our eyes back
And see our SCOTLAND
And hear him ROAR!!!!

High up in the highlands
Clouds collect and thunder rumbles
As our Lady Scotland crackles
With a discontent , over head
As she seeks to reclaim
Her many precious children
Who gather in her valleys
And are spread across her lands
As she shepherds her children
Her only wish is to call them her own

Lady Scotland feels her
Indignant heart , unheard
By this masquerade
While paper thin
Politicians reduce her
To an economic equation
Like a fine cheese
She is cut up and sold
Or shared out at the
Conservative and bullingden club

Like an old husband our
Master seeks to keep us
bare foot and pregnant
Are we to remain grateful!!?
Push off England
You pompous ****
For you keep us in chains
While you harbor mass destruction
Within our waters
You curse us with disability
Insulting our ability
And stifle our potential
With your every word

Let us call upon
The spirit of Scotland
As we play bagpipes
Through our ancient valleys
And push holes through
The English , back line
Let us come in from long a hard day
With rain smashing in our face
And know why Scottish whisky
Tastes the way it does
And fill our chest
With the forgotten heart
Of Scotland , found within
Our age old mountains
Let us not underestimate
The power of unlocked
SCOTTISH PRIDE
As we regain our feet
As we no longer wish
To live under the shadows
Of a judgemental brother
But live within our own philosophy

There are many arguments
to be heard and understood
But let us please , to not
Sell our soul cheaply
To the highest bidder
As we search to live in
The adventures of a free life
Within the heart of Scotland