Albion, thou art my guide
To thy truest words I do abide
Albion, thou art a friend
My care for you has no start or end
Albion, your daughters sweet
Make my life with love replete
Albion, I see thy anguish
And in your sorrow I also languish
Albion, we will transcend
This pain, and make thy spirit mend
Albion, the peoples song
Will be sung, above the evil throng
Albion, this incantation
Is an immaculate creation
Albion, let me stand
On thy shoulders, to shout psalms to the land
Mar 4, 2017
Mar 4, 2017 at 10:39 PM UTC
Albion, thou art my guide
To thy truest words I do abide
Albion, thou art a friend
My care for you has no start or end
Albion, your daughters sweet
Make my life with love replete
Albion, I see thy anguish
And in your sorrow I also languish
Albion, we will transcend
This pain, and make thy spirit mend
Albion, the peoples song
Will be sung, above the evil throng
Albion, this incantation
Is an immaculate creation
Albion, let me stand
On thy shoulders, to shout psalms to the land
