Warning scenes of hunting. Revised Folk Rock song. Preserve Or Destroy beautiful wildlife

WARNING......SCENES OF HUNTING SOME MIGHT FIND DISTURBING.

This song is written from a place of respect, frustration, and love for Britain.
Like many, I believed in Nigel Farage and The Reform Party — in the promise of fixing what twenty-plus years of weak leadership has broken. Reform still feels like our last real hope to set Britain back on course.
But there is a line I cannot cross.
I will never support hunting for fun — foxes ripped apart by hounds, birds shot from the sky for sport, cruelty dressed up as “tradition.” Calling it “country ways” doesn’t make it right. Most of us do understand rural life — and we also understand suffering, fear, and needless pain.
If Reform want to listen, they still can. But pushing to bring back blood sports — to please wealthy landowners and donors — risks losing thousands of ordinary supporters like me. It threatens to become not just the rise, but the fall, of someone many saw as a near-leader, almost a saviour.
This song is a plea: keep the courage, keep the reform — but leave cruelty in the past. Britain deserves better than politics funded by pain.

If this message resonates with you, please like, comment, and share. Thanks for listening.

#ReformUK
#NigelFarage
#BanFoxHunting
#stopanimalcruelty
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LYRICS:
He rose like thunder through the doubt,
Spoke for those who’d been shut out,
Said Britain could be proud once more,
And I believed — right to the core.

Preserve or destroy — what path do we take?
Is this the fall of the almost-saviour we helped to make?
We stood for hope, not blood on the ground —
A leader falls when compassion’s not found.

Crowds like churches, flags held high,
We prayed for change beneath that sky.
But whispers grew of hounds and horns,
Of foxes torn by cheering swarms.

Preserve or destroy — what path do we take?
Is this the fall of the almost-saviour we helped to make?
We stood for hope, not sport that kills —
No promise is worth those broken hills.

They say it’s “country ways” we lack,
But cruelty’s clear when the hounds attack.
Birds shot down for fun, not need —
No future thrives on needless bleed.

Preserve or destroy — what path do we take?
Is this the fall of the almost-saviour we helped to make?
A nation’s strength is mercy shown —
Not power bought by land alone.

I know the deals, the donors’ hands,
The wealthy fields, the promised lands —
But if reform means pain ignored,
What are we fighting for anymore?
[bridge, lead guitar solo]

Preserve or destroy — what path do we take?
Is this the fall of the almost-saviour we helped to make?
We asked for truth, for justice and care —
Not hounds and guns in open air.

I still want change, I still want light,
But kindness must be part of the fight.
If they would listen, hope could stay —
Till then, my heart steps back today.

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