i'm going home

Here i am, returning from the navel of the world
riding on a sky metal spirit, with a heart of fire,
 and now, tired and broken, i'm going home


Dark skies surround me, no matter how bright the sun shines,
and the burning shadows asphyxiate me,
 but even across the great lake of tears, i'm going home



Twice has time passed, but not a difference it makes,
for even if time had ended, and the space broken
 for once i am certain...




                          I'm going home