In this land where light shines low  [bad word] friends and noble folk 
With hands outstretched to guide me 
Praise thee love, to carry on through 
Ask me why we still have to explain? 
Why these eyes are dim with tears? 
Sweet child, I live for thee 
Catch the sun with broken hands 
Shall my burden ever pass?
Only strength and hope would save us 
Gracious heart shall be thy call 
Save the ground we all once fought 
Look upon the path we had rode 
Brave soul, with strength ride on