In the story, I was dead

And reborn into forgetfulness

In the winding maze I walked

On secret paths unseen

Cradled by the voice

Of fate that waits so

Patiently

Take me to the labyrinth

To the shadow-song

Guided by your silhouette

To the light that lies beyond

Lives that I have lived are

Empty treasures I know to be wrong

Take me back to creation-spring

To the dark where I belong.

Tender, I crawled from the shade

To melt in screaming sun

And searched for whispers

Of a world that I had left behind

Led only by my infant-soul

Asleep, and yet awake

Take me to the wilderness

To wood and wind and earth

Dance with tail and cloven hoof

With the waxing of the moon

I don't want to dream of life

When I can live the dream

Take me to the labyrinth

To the paradise unseen.