The Other Side

My days are dull and have no spark I feel chained down in time and space I'm weary of familiar things I feel I have to leave this place I need to take a mythic trip Past common towns and border lines Beyond all final human sight I need to leave this place behind I long to sail among the stars To walk among the fires of Hell To slip into the mists of thought That separate us from ourselves To soar through undiscovered skies To slither through untrodden grass To swim in darkling lakes of fear To break these rusting chains and pass Into the blameless realms of gold The icy purple flame of night To glory in the halls of self Beyond all final human sight