Estranged from love, separated at birth, placed into exile
I shall taste of eternity, when I'm able to kiss Death's lips
As centuries pass to millennia, dead march in single file
All dreams as yet undreamed will fall to dust, in the abyss
Love was insincere, my flesh turned to rust, now defiled
But the graylands beckon me come, offering a great gift
Life in a land of eternal youth and we'll sleep in the sun
With all sins washed clean, any fear of death overcome
