Grains of sugar fall from the sky
In the land of sweetness rivers flow far and wide
Tumbling wet and wild, never to run dry
Mountains of love piling up so high
I have found the fountain that brings me life
Where the good prevails, leaving all evil to die
This feeling that consumes me from the inside gushes out of control in equal divide upon those exceptionally marinated in pride that stand unconditionally by loves side...