I remember in the old days
When life was good, I walked with god
In the autumn the days of plenty
Turned to days of none
My life was done

But I have captured
A mythical beast
And she will never be released

Through the winter chains of pillars
Of boyhood doubt, my cross threw out
I cursed the heavens
Before the Adam in the great design
The shame was mine

But I have captured
A mythical beast
And she will never be released