| I've so much to say and yet | |
| I cannot speak | |
| Come and do my bidding now for | |
| I have grown too weak | |
| My weary eyes have seen all that life can give | |
| Come to me, oh young one, for you | |
| I can forgive | |
| I stood where no man goes and conquered demon foes | |
| With glory and passion no longer in fashion | |
| The hero breaks his blade | |
| Cast this shadow long that | |
| I may hide my face | |
| And in this cloak of darkness, the world | |
| I will embrace | |
| In all that | |
| I endure, of one thing | |
| I am sureKnowledge and reason change like the season, a jester's promenade | |
| Lying at my feet | |
| I see the offering you bring | |
| The mark of cane is on our faces, borne of suffering | |
| Oh, I long to hear you say it's not been wrong | |
| I stand before you now, a riddle in my song | |
| The answer is that sweet refrain | |
| Unheard it always will remain | |
| Beyond our reach, beyond our gain | |
| Trapped in life's parade, a king without a crown | |
| In this joy of madness, my smile might seem a frown | |
| With talons wrought of steel, | |
| I tore the heart of doom | |
| And in one gleaming moment | |
| I saw beyond the tomb | |
| I stood where no man goes, above the din | |
| I roseLife is amusing though we are losing | |
| Drowned in tears of awe |