Weary I was walking
A disassembled man
I wandered through creation
A ghost upon the land
Cloaked in threads of all my lifetimes
Deep-stitched into bone
Like a tapestry of shadows
Acid-etched in stone

Longing to remember
The day I left the pyre
And rose up like a phoenix
For a far-off ancient fire
Now I'm homesick for the ashes
Of the world I've known
On a path toward perdition
That I'll walk alone