I have wandered through time and space
Seen a thousand ages, yet no change,
A thousand lives saved at my expence,
And die at the edge of my sword.

And I have wandered the world over
Under grey skies and over stormy seas
Through lands torn by strife and disaster
Searching for an answer, a sign, an end
To bring satisfaction to my fate
And set me free from the chains
Of a life not my own.

So may I return to the garden
Lay by the water's edge
Wrapped in your arms
In Heaven's sunlight foreverr
And be forever free to die.

- December 18, 2002