Abney Park
Darkness, the streets of London he searched for souls
Alone he′d never achieve his lofty goals
Peasants and beggars he found to aid his plans
Train them & give them the strength to share his lands
Welcome to the park. Step inside my home.
It′s crowded & it′s dark, yet here I stand alone
An island lost & alone he forged for them
Away from the city where they did fend
Beauty he gave to the place: green trees, white sand
The souls in creation had held no hand
Welcome to the park. Step inside my home.
It′s crowded & it′s dark, yet here I stand alone
Naked he stood as the people did wage their war
This island was the treasure that they fought for
Love & honor was fought with no valor
The dead were lying slain at every door
Welcome to the park. Step inside my home.
It′s crowded & it′s dark, yet here I stand alone
An island of my own, like old Prospero built
For my life I atone & I′m armed to the hilt
Darkness, the streets of London he searched for souls
Alone he′d never ach