The Wanderer

By Orob

On Aube noir

Released on January 15, 2018

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These barren, these barren lands I walked so long, too long

I witnessed the breaking seasons, and mourned

Ashes covered in snow

My fate was to wander

Floating into a grey eternity

Retrieve the sword from the abstract box

Quench the blade into the fountain before you cut the rope

Breaking my bones with stone jaws the cosmic wolves drag my body along the skyline

Turned from human flesh to dust, will I fly with the wind? I become the mountain

Take my eyes as a retribution and see what lies beyond

Open the chest of my secret, what is numb might feel again

My legs are broken

Stooped is my back for having carried too long its weight

You chose to follow me

I'll pass down the ashes to you

So fire can be born again

Yet my fate shall be complete

And I'll rest in silence

And the fire shall burn