When in his Heart I put my faith,
And nested in his golden wraith,
I wakened was to my reward,
His Love, it's luck to be adored,
His passion strong, it wield the fire,
Burnished with colours of desire,
When to him my Heart did cry,
He did not his Love deny,
He nurtured me through my distress,
With mercy, pity, peace and bless,
I fix my hope upon his face,
Welcome him to my dwelling place,
Blessed by his grace, I am thankful to God,
For he lift me up when I downtrod,
Tis a pleasant thing, to be held in his Heart,
I will we never be apart.

If we are sum, then surely we are one
If ever I compare thee, then to sun
As sure as love is light then it is you
The aura of thy heart, resplendent hue
I cherish thee more than can convey
For blessing of thy spirit I have prayed
Thy Beauty such that gold cannot compare
To thee, my love, your passion pure and rare
A gift from Heaven, sent to be my guide
To you and only you I do abide

To raise voice high 'gainst tyrant, my intent
My thoughts, my words, my deeds are my dissent
Hath many ages he in bad faith reign
But soon will come the hour he is slain
For he cannot control or **** ideas
Although of rank repression makes career
Ideas, like lightning, electrify the mind
Which to a better destiny aligned
Than that which tyrant wills, his vision grim
Subject his kingdom to his wanton whim
But we of freedom shall begin to speak
For tyrant's power be diminished, weak

Sweet rose, I crave thy smile, of such delight,
Fair flower, thou art a symbol of Heaven's scheme,
A beacon in the darkling, demon night
Painted with a pallet got from dream
Lady, thou art ever sweet and sage
A brazen Beauty, comparable to stars
Through thee lush fires of wisdom swell and rage
To thee I beget these sweet and sonorous bars

Our world by rankest plans hath been betrayed
For guns outnumber churches, battle bred
From Heaven's scheme Man hath erred and strayed
The earnest dream of worldwide union dead
God weeps to see creation drenched in war
A scheme that defiles nature, rare and pure

On the march of money, commerce, trade
A scheme that fills the human Heart with dread
The impulse of the human Heart decayed
Suppressed by scheme dreamt from charlatan's head
Artillery trespass upon Nature's dream
The wilds repressed, subdued by soldier's scheme

The soldier by lies beguiled is but a pawn
Played by men whose boots don't see the mud
Soldiers stake their lives for bitter dawn
Of rule by devils of blue, superior blood
The reign of the almighty sovereigns
Who strut and rule above, superior things

The world is but a dream that glows in gold,
That sadly, lesser men have bartered, sold
Her heart is Nature, ailed by Men's designs,
As her bounty they divide and confine,
The birds sing sweet rebellion, defy the hand
That dissect, but do not understand
The world betrayed by Man's tempestuous war
A sordid scheme the righteous mind abhor

Although sweet King, thou now with earthworms lie
Yet thy spirit dominates the sky
With Beauty suffice to be sung to ancient lyres
With wings and heart of heavenly golden fires
So great thou art, thine excellence is laurelled
A deity with whom I have no quarrel
Millions would testify it's true
That never has there been a truer King than you