Across a valley plagued with death,
The lonely hero walks his path
To find his way back to the light
Now that he's put the wrong things right

His war paint runs, his body's weak
Putting end to the trek for justice he seeked
The jaded warrior falls to the ground
"My angel," he cries, "may my soul be found"

Eyes closing slowly as he nears the end
The raven's potency begins to descend
No longer with strength for his spirit to roam
"Lover," he cries, "I'm coming home"

And through the void shines a golden ray,
A beautiful woman striding his way
With her he ascends to a world pure and true
"Shelly," he whispers, "I love you"