A Homeland Mine, But Not My Own

My eyes have seen the wonders
Across a thousand miles of sea
Far away from ancestral land
Where I am meant to be
Though vast are the forests
That cover many leagues
My heart aches for those of
More ancient, storied trees
Where temples built to honor
Benevolence in the sky
Stand now the tombstones
Of the ones before us died
Blood fertilized the soil
Of my heartland so dear
Blood than runs from there to me
A place I've not been near
Anger wells from inside
There's no more a peaceful path
War, hatred from the invaders
We must take our customs back
A cross they bore to force on us
To break us from our home
Fires burn in the hearts of many
Aching, they made us Rome
Forgetting our love we left our home
So forested, mountainous, green
To a continent inhabited
By pagan nations plenty
Genocidal conversion
To a god not of our own
Tears and trial, reserved and dead
Like us before them, converted with a gun
My heart aches for my homeland
A place I've never seen
The culture I hide inside me
The man I'd hoped to be
My heart aches for the others
Lost in the crucified age
May you regain your spirits
May we burn the Christ away.