Death, I hear you calling
But I [bad word] home right now
My days were few and numbered
But somebody lost count
Unlike the dust that settles down
Or fragments in the breeze
I'm now prone to supremacy
And I go on with ease

Time to climb - regain
What I've given up
Low or high - I'll never be satisfied
Transcending - I'll roam
The end is my home

I'll surmount and deride
The benumbed hands of time
Bribing the ebb of tide
It's time to climb

Time to climb - regain
What I've given up
Low or high - I'll never be satisfied
Transcending - I'll roam
The end is my home

All is dead and done
All is said and sung
But united and untied - unified
I'm turning the stone
The end is my home

At the mercy of the pouring rain
My fire inside
At the mercy of life's waterfall
My shelter's dry