Mythical Beast - 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