O’thee was so shinnin’ brightly as a true lite
Thee nay never told a truth lie to this muthaland
D’ya know that me make a promise to keep ya … ?
Just give d’Land by your grace,erase ol’ d’ sorrow
Me may never dream d’moon would eat d’stars
or d’stars may brighter than d’sun
But d’strength ‘f d’ holy words will lead us to
d’ way ‘f our promised- Land
Thee and me ol’ have it in d’name of ol’ d’ creation
D’sounds ‘f affliction echoed thru d’nite
D’owl’s howling along d’dark ‘f d’ teribble wicked
‘f d’ evil son
Thee may nay never see d’mankind’s sin but
a white holy love
It was ol’ we had to dream ‘bot… our truly love,
nay ; no more

FUCK !! FUCK !! FUCK !! >.<