Welcome Home

Now that I don’t love you anymore

It has come to an end, this mental war

I’ve won the battle against your shadows

They’re all gone these painful sorrows.

I know that he is ready and that he is waiting for me

Calling me back from the other side of the stormy blackened sea

I look up to the sky and ask the winds for my way back home

And I try to follow the direction in which they’ve always blown

Now I’m sailing on my ship I’ve built with my last will

There is no blood left in my veins, no blood that I could spill

But the waves are strong and my wooden craft is weak

Is she seeing the tears running down my cheek

But I still miss you, where ever I may roam

The whispers are getting louder – Welcome home

I’m getting closer to my destination

Finally I found you, my longed for liberation

I rest my spirit

I take off my broken armament

I grind my already edgeless sword

I prepare for a new wanderings

I arrange my inventory

I’m back home

I’m back home

I ******* come back home

**** you