There are no nights now when I don’t dream & wake in the darkness to find I’ve been weeping. But it has been ages since I’ve cried while awake, cause centuries wear on the heart, they erode it away. I’m still trying to record each word You spoke & if I finish I’ll fill up this earth. But the memory of Your voice leaves me empty, 'cause I’ve been banished & boiled alive & yet I remain & they still call me by name, but they don’t say it the same. I watched all of my brothers become martyrs & die one at a time, but I often wonder if waiting for You is the harder sacrifice. I’m still trying to record each word You spoke & if I finish I’ll fill up this earth, but the memory of Your voice leaves me empty. I may be feeble & barely alive, but I’ve yet to forget a single word that You said. If my voice breaks down & all of my strength gives out & I’m just a shell left breathing my last days out. Let it be known that time is a thief who surely steals everything, but in my case it just cleared out the waste for me. Nothing has dimmed; You have simply eclipsed all that stood in the way. I’d give 20 more lifetimes it would all be the same. In the end, I know I’ll find You will come once again. You’ll come call me by name.