Vicious Crusade

Here I am uncount and wild
Here I am tolerant and mild
Look at me, you neglected child,
My hard-hearted Land of Lakes.
You gave me birth but drained my soul,
You cut my wings and let me fall,
Where are you, can't you hear my call,
Oh my callous Land of Lakes?
You breaved my heart, shut up in jail,
You took my home to put up for sale,
Where is your love, will it prevail