SOMEHOW AYREON SENSES THAT HIS FATE IS UPON HIM,

AND HE IMPLORES,

NO HE COMMANDS HIS FUTURE TORMENTORS

TO GRANT HIM ONE LAST MOMENT OF SPLENDOUR IN PLACE OF ALL THE MISERY

THAT HAUNTS HIS MIND. BUT NO ONE HEARS HIS PLEA...



[AYREON:]

I sense a fear

deep inside

the end is near

I cannot hide

blood is spilt

my quest is unfulfilled



there's still so much

I long to see

I need to touch

I wish to be

I can't believe

this is all I can achieve



hark me now and let me go

to far-away lands and distant shores

an angel at my side

no evil plans or future wars

take me high on a magic ride



did you ever care

how I could feel

as you dreamt up

this one-way deal

my lords of time

don't you understand



my life's been rough

I was born to lose

I've had enough

of them future-blues

grant my wish

my wish is your command



THE GREAT MERLIN, ARTHUR'S MAGICIAN AND PROPHET,

HAS OBSERVED AYREON'S ENDEAVOURS ARGUS-EYED,

BUT NOW HE BELIEVES THE MOMENT HAS COME FOR HIM TO INTERVENE.