'Tis true, this planet can a comfort be When held against Exile in Space Between Though here, a guided fate doth wait for me To search it out, a torment yet unseen Revenge irrational is my path now One that here I ne'er will walk alone Until a time should God Renew my vow And Call me back to kneel before His Throne But no Repentance can my heart repair In entirety; always, cracks shall show Alas, the fate of any Heir Who plots against His Experiment low.