• I am all alone
    no were to call my home
    the last of my race
    a wandering soul

    i drift in and out of time and space
    I've counted down the years its been
    has it already been a thousand and ten
    how much longer must i wait
    with all this anger and hate

    My mind was starting to fade from the aeons
    the vastness of space and time corroding
    i could no longer see that which was so beautiful
    to me
    the stars, the planets, the galaxies all but a
    distant memory

    I've counted down the years its been
    has it already been a thousand and ten
    how much longer must i wait
    with all this anger and hate