Back to my lonely castle,

The place that I call home.

No rushing and no hassle.

My fourth and final Rome.

Your house is full of flare

And mine is full of doom.

Yet nothing can compare

To my dark silent room.

I used to call it prison,

But grew to hold it dear.

From turmoil and from treason

I find my comfort here.

Back to my lonely castle,

My fortress, my domain.

Back to my lonely castle,

I'll never leave again.