Mythical Beast
By: The Wild Swans
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
But I have captured a mythical beast
And she will never be released