At the end again my autumn wind will blow

I've returned to a place once lived

A cold cave filled with tears

A lost retreat from the storm that came

And killed green lands now barren

I remember, remember so well

This place I left long ago

Back with the lost by the Road of Lose

The sorrow, so hopeless, the dark it smothers me

The past of spring gave damn to here

Victorious I led my own exile...from here



Now winter's come to freeze my core

By fire I shall warm

The winds will howl yet I will hear song

Through dark of night I await the dawn

The prize I once had the life I then lost

Was written, recited and challenged by the same

Soul that sits and waits not long

For once I found my way



Once is all too much

Yet twice seems not enough

For failure need



Yet without dark, no light

A side of sadness mine

Even through death I'll find (my triumph)

There is no true horizon

That I won't sail, succeed or fail



[Part II: Reawakening]



I dare myself the will



Every garden has a wall I must climb

Every triumph is a journey

Every road has a destination

Why do mine lead all to dead ends?



Every day I lose ten hours for another's profit

My free time will just get postponed

Just to sleep and face the next day



Promises were never fulfilled

But never broken

I have gotten good at waiting

Such a thing for me to practice



For my future's never certain

My past is in stone

And I know the more things do change

The more I'll just remain insane



Today is not good for dying

No reason for my fear (to stop me here)

Strong is the wind of triumph

That's ever-coming clear

My day is n