Reborn: Child of Light, Child of Dark

Golden rings around my head

Angel of light on a golden thread

Brooding like Boreanaz in the corner

Alone, a stranger, a foreigner,

Isolation spreads its wings.

A solitary rook sings.

I have lost my freedom,

Captivity stifles my lost soul.

On a quest for redemption,

I tread these shadowlands.

My path is desolate and darksome.

Drawing near to the void of days

Body bruised on the rocks of malice

They shattered my crystal palace.

But I can see the Northern Lights.

Cast away the barrow wights

I am the child of light and dark

Reborn, like a flying spark;