I've seen the terrible hand of struggle

and felt the pain the hubris brings

I have tasted the wisdom of divinity

and the horror of its sting



And though they tell you i am lost

and their words report my death is come

the fates have left me breathing still

very much alive



And though my mind is cut by battles

fought so long ago

I return victorious

I am coming home

And if the paths that I have followed

have tread against the flow

there is no need for sorrow

I am coming home



For the distance I have traveled

upon an ocean of despair

have led me back into your arms once more

an answer to a little prayer



And though they tell you i am lost

and their words report my death is come

the fates have left me breathing still

very much alive



And though my mind is cut by battles

fought so long ago

I return victorious

I am coming home

And if the paths that I have followed

have tread against the flow

there is no need for sorrow

I am coming home