Oh light of lights, holy and divine
Give me back the state, my kingdom ruling
Holy one, let me be guided by your magnificent shine
Bring me to a vault of recipes to sacrifice my deeds and dine
When you chose a world for me, so clear ‘n’ so right
Why put me in misery when it can be all alright
Clarity is what I chase, when I chase the demons away
Fortunate and fine, fortune and fame, chasing memories all day
Let me land onto the Grass in the field where my house lay, where lay my home
Lie on the grass where I put my pillow lay and willow dome
Run back in those lanes covered, dark and shadowed
Those lanes of my memory to have my mother in blood and a gun full of load
Taken me away from home, taken me away for better and good
Can’t I run back to a place full of food and events so clean
Place where my fists clenched with my sister mean
Took away that land, that piece, peace, my pillow, accurate
Lead me to a place, my place , pace, with things, my things immaculate