Lionheart
Emeth Borden, Thomas Whitfield
My soul was scattered in the wind
Cast out and freed
Return from what I used to be
Now I am me
Break from the guise
And look to me
Truth hides in the light
And stays with me
Sent forth and gathered what I yearned for
My quest to fail
Stripped down the bones of my life
Bare soul remains
A world of strife
Falls at my knees
Rise from your binds
And fly with me