Escape from the slavery
 From the villain he ran for his life
 Left the island far behind
 To study the heavenly might

 Many lessons yet to be learned
 But he would return

 Rise up to meet his fate
 To cast the [bad word] away
 Sent from the God above
 weapon to teach heathens pray

 Many worship his name
 Got his portrait in frame
 Now listen to me, it is more than a tale

 In times of rage and fury
 You are the pride and glory
 The world is mad it has gone insane
 When stormy night keeps roaring
 I hear the spirits calling
 We'll meet again along the way
 Saint Patrick's Day

 Life is a clever path
 riddle of Good versus Bad
 Friends turn to enemies
 This breakdown makes me so sad
 All these wars and we never learned
 Shall he return?

 Guess it's built on a lie
 Not a heavenly sign
 What can I do?
 I just cry out your name

 Many worship his name
 Got his portrait in frame
 Now listen to me, it is more than a tale

 In times of rage and fury
 You are the pride and glory
 The world is mad it has gone insane
 When stormy night keeps roaring
 I hear the spirits calling
 We'll meet again along the way
 Saint Patrick's Day