Lost inside the silent nights
And deafened days
Spent waiting for the end
Of this journey I set out to find
The way out of this maze

Still wandering the corridors
And hallways in the dark
Nostalgic is each move I make
Then out into the light I step
This place has made its mark

On this vagabond unbound
By the shackles of the past
Though the wanderer remains
I have found the will to lead
Me from these shadows that he casts