David

David
You left your home in Albion
With a guiding star and testament
And David
You took that star from heaven
Lighting up the darkest continent
David
You told your own sweet Mary
«This wilderness is calling out for me.»
And David
Your wandered off to save them
Like a fisherman from Galilee
And there in Death’s dark veil
With fever, brow, and fire
You craved upon your face
The sweet rain of Glentyre
David
We know how much they loved you
So many miles they bore you to the sea
And David
You’re in the Shrine of England
Your heart remains where it longed to be
And there in Death’s dark veil
With fever, brow, and fire
You craved upon your face
The sweet rain of Glentyre
David (x3)