(Monologue)
My homeland, you always fed me your bounty
Fields of rotten corn for eating, black-toxic rivers for drinking
And drink you may, let your organs burn
Let them bleed like the currents of the stream

I've kissed these streets since I was a child
Home-to home-to school, nothing was unique
The same signs, the same roads, the same cars

With the blue sky hanging above me
Sixteen years went by. Sixteen years of drowning
Sixteen years of mental abuse and broken hearts
Being asked if I am okay or if I really mean what I say

This is the homeland, they built it for us after the war
When the dust had settled, it revealed piled broken rocks and iron
A relic, from an earlier time
And the highway traverses it's way through the southern-half
Littered with cars, and bodies, and those who never survived

This is our nation, this is the holiest place on Earth, they say
It's the only place on Earth, I say
My name is Yukon DeRosa, and this, is the Homeland Oasis