Escaped 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 druids away

Sent from the God above

A weapon to teach heathens pray

Many worship his name

Got his portrait in frame

Now listen to me, it is more than a tale

Chorus:

In times of rage and fury

You are the pride and glory

The world is mad it has gone insane

When stormy nights keep roaring

I hear the spirits calling

We’ll meet again along the way

Saint Patrick’s Day

Life is a clever path

A 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

Chorus

Many worship his name

Got his portrait in frame

Now listen to me, it is more than a tale

Chorus