Phreedom for the People Frost Byte CiA As I walk through the valley I shall hear your call Your voice is always with me and never shall I fall Like children in the meadow full of spirit divinely blessed pushing me on your my angel never shall I rest Weary though I be and parched from the sun With you on my side every battle s won You are the obtainable yet still much like Arthur s quest Phreedom when I meet you I can finely rest