The Great Eight

Eight countries rule the rule
And none of then from the dark continent
Why has the black become the foot of the white
Black and White
the tradition always says
But the black and white
Refuse to mix
In this globe of ours

The great eight
they are called
A land where technology lies beyond the coast,
The origin of formality, in the kingdom of the queen
The new world some prefer to call it
Since Adolf is no more
Lack of water resides on the land
Yet still the dragon still reigns
But not in the city of love