You are the drug that I can not get enough of.
You are my high, you fill me up, only to leave me wanting more.
I count the days... The days since you saved me.
You saved me from Him, you saved me from the nightmare that has plagued me all my life.
Most of all, you saved me from... me.
Many nights I would put the dagger to my throat, and many nights did I fail.
I failed because I knew this day would come.
I now reside inside the Dragon Temple, the one I had laid siege to for many years.
I don't belong here, you know this... I know this...
For so long have I waited for this day, but for it to feel like this; A constant reminder of what I am.
We are rebuilding, what I have destroyed, fixing what I have broke.
But there is one thing that can not be fixed, one thing that can not be rebuilt.
Me...
You are my high, without You, I am nothing, without You, I would be cast out like a soiled cloth... Forgotten.
But this constant reminder of what I have done, of what I am... it is too great to bare.
You say I am redeemed. I do not believe You.
You say I am forgiven. How I wish You could forgive my sins.
You beg for me to stay. I mustn't, I only bring death and destruction with me.
You say you care for me, You say that I belong here. Do I?
You are my high, You are my life, I live, sleep, and breathe You.
Please, if you say that my sins are forgiven, forgive this one as well.
I must leave, I don't know for how long, but I will see You again. I promise.
You are the drug that sustains this broken body, and now the body must remain broken for a little while longer.
I love you... Spyro