Isley of the Far North

Blinded by obscure darkness I struggled to see the light of salvation Bundled together with contempt My life hailed inequity its king Leaving my soul to reap vanity The gift of white hair black heart Came to me like a divine inspiration Touched by the light of almighty God Darkness paved way for my freedom Isley stood smiling at the end of the tunnel. With each step I went further into life Growing in strength and experience I stretched out my hands to claim isley Looking back at the man I once was I finally claimed isley of the far north