I am a lone, wayfaring lizard
traveling through
these lands of strife
I have a staff, but am no wizard
just please don't try
to take my life
I'm going home
to see my hatchlings
I'm going home
to see the Hist
but all of the rain
is full of ashes
and even the sun
is dimmed by mist
I am a lone, wayfaring lizard
traveling through
the sound of wails
It seems we've lost
the eggs of wisdom
I've seen many sights
that dry my scales
I'm going home
to see my marsh-mates
I'm going home
where sun is bright
But no one can know
where the river wanders
I'm traveling on
all through this night
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