I walk upon the sands of time
Thinking of the morrow,
What lies in the distant dunes,
Time will only tell tomorrow
Survived this long without a goal
Life has been a sorrow
The road to hell or the gates of pearl
I know not what will follow
Many a hair of mine gone grey
By worry and by sorrow
The time i lost is gone for good
More I Wish I could borrow
Enough of pain! I told myself,
This life is mine to reckon
The solution of my stress is here,
Round the corner, There! It beckons...

And now its time I spread my wings
The phoenix i will follow,
Be born again, be free again
I'll shape my own tomorrow

- SoulReaver