When I was a young boy
I was raised in Africa
In a little village

Deep in the heart of Kenya
I remember one time
I was outside hunting game

When I heard the thunder
Of a storm that frightened me


Suddenly
All around me darkness
And I could feel

Something evil near me
Closing in
So I started running

I tried to hide
But it overcame me


I became a prisoner of
The spell that entered me
And the same thing happened

To my friends and family
In the yeart that followed
Drought and famine filled the land

Many days of sorrow
Endless nights of burning pain


Suddenly
A light appeared before me
And I could see

The virgin shining on me
And in her arms
Was the child inside me

And I could feel
Everlasting freedom all around me