Without apology I sing to you
Without regret I move forward into life
With life, I live, never to once again squander
I sing to you tonight the tale of a hard time, a tale of a beautiful time, the tale of the Book of Carcinoid.
This journey, this tale, has made me anew,
I have been transformed
I have been reduced and resurrected.
Not in a million lives would I ask for another road, not for the greatest gold would I ask away this favor, not for the most powerful magics would I trade away my journey.
These songs, these harrowing ballads are the places I have been, the angels I have loved and the demons I have faced.
