I was no longer in an ivory palace fair,

But in pain and a place that was harsh and unfair.

Everything and everyone that once I had known

Were gone away from me, like a bird that's flown.

How I long for all that I knew, my attendants,

The saints, the Cherubim and Seraphim.

This place is so dark compared to where I was.

I feel evil here, where there was none at my home.

I feel danger. No this place is not my home!

This has to be a bad dream, a sad mistake,

For this is just to sad to take.

Oh I feel so dizzy and I really have been busy

Helping those in need that's my job indeed.

Oh Mother where art thou!?

While I'm here I will do my best

For my name is Benevolence.