My beloved named her Kirell;
Harmless, lonely Kirell;
Bound forever in the spaces between time;
But I will set her free... the way I've set you free;
And I will bid her fly far, far away from me.
Ride on the trail of a dying star,
That you may find asylum from my stinging hate;
That I may not touch you with my rusty blade;
That I may fade into the depths where my shadows lie;
That I may find some peace when I finally say good-bye..