Queen of the land

Beauty of the day,

Light in the night,

Set me free from my Daemon’s right.

Hoping for your desire, to give me salvation,

You are my sanctuary, my shield, my protection.

The pain in my heart made me sin,

 With only you to stop my bleeding chink,

For that’s my only way for redemption,

For all my evil abjection.

As a flying Dutchman lost in the sea,

I am searching for land with you as a big tree.

On the top of a mountain you stand,

Please,

Be my lighthouse and guide me to your land.

Queen of this land,

 I am begging you, give me your hand.

Please give me one of your fruit,

Ambrosia,

To feed,

Cause all I need,

Is to be with you on every deed.

27 April 1998