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 From 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