It is mine The earth and the skies And all living things in between Share my blood In the vast wild beyond Nothing transcends the equivalence of nature's will It is neither by the course of the herd Nor by the light of a dead god I tread my path Yet tonight, the mountains have cried The current of every river Leads to me Here is my ambition Here is my escape A haven to all who strayed Derision is my words For all that is dying As seasons pass them by Standing there for too long Absorbing the essence of the moon and sun... That was me Barefoot on searing embers Reeking of sweat Hauling the stones uphill Helplessly fettered to a swollen shadow A blow of lethargic splendor Those wounds will never mend Or barely resemble the former serenity of these placid eyes And as specks of dust filled up my lungs I reminisced on days of spring The solitude of hours crashing at those who wait while pain lingers Invite me to one last dance by the edge of my soul's cliff And there lied my convictions There lied my defenses Home to my fallen pretenses Befoulment of virtue Caught in the twilight of defeat Paralyzed No remnants of a past where kings strode the earth No treasured moments stand aloft No sacred songs were hummed, no candles lit The shrine I've risen here feeds off the lore of the free Safe in the light A rest by the shoals of memory Gone with the tide Waiting a moment of truce Flags in the pyre Leave it to the fallen ones to lead We greet springtime And lay bare our minds in the sun And there we unwind While planets align Rejoicing our amnesty Oh, our amnesty... And it occurs to me that I'm the only one with a name to forget Safe in the light gone pale in the morning I lost you... And silence followed then As cold as the nightfall Bringing forth a solemn farewell sealed with doubt A point of no return stretched out over years The shrine I've sought in ruins resides in the heart of the free