At night I lay awake
I dream of castles
wondering the woods
and my soul aches
Is there no chivalry left?
no quests left of the heart
no more gods to pray to
a magical meadow now torn apart
I am drawn to it more and more
I see a magical door
I peer through this portal of light
I see peace, a time of innocence
I open my heart and it takes flight
The soft grass at my bare feet
the smell of honeysuckle so sweet
the song of the raven at my heels
the future in an hour glass revealed
its beauty captures my wholly
its destiny beckons me
it\'s the sound of metal clashing
it’s the fire wanting to be free
I fight on a battlefield pitted and scored
my armor thin, rusted, and torn
I wait for the time Lord
when I feel the burn of deaths sword
Then let my soul dance in the wind
let the flicker of my candle go out
let me finally rest
only to walk the world forever and then
another night is at its end